Haha, I have hops and they are like cancer. I am never going to get rid of them, every time I dig a bunch of them up they send new shoots up all over the place. It’s worse than ivy.
My garden got away from me, too. I’m totally overworked at the moment and never got around to putting anything in. It’s a gigantic mess of weeds, thistles, volunteer flowers, overgrown herbs etc. It’s crawling with bees and insects and birds.
It’s a feature, not a bug. You can take them out to work on underground infrastructure, or even it out if there’s a slump, and replace the same materials, instead of having to jackhammer shit up and pour new concrete/asphalt.
If a parking enforcement person goes by at 9.45 and sees it set to, say 10.15, you have a problem.
I agree, the diabetic foot ulcers are fairly tame until wet necrosis sets in.
Cancer wounds are worse in my experience. The little old ladies who don’t go to the doctor until their breast looks like burnt bloody cauliflower and have been bandaging with toilet tissue or old tea towels for ages so you have to fish around in old macerated tissue to get all the threads and clumps out.
Oh, you just gave me flashbacks. The closest I can come to describing it is rotting lilies.
I think rotten eggs are worse though.
Haha, I have hops and they are like cancer. I am never going to get rid of them, every time I dig a bunch of them up they send new shoots up all over the place. It’s worse than ivy.