It's taken me ten years of driving past "CONTROL SERRATED TUSSOCK" signs finally make the connection between the weed and the tumbleweed.
I asked someone who's kinda rural about it and apart from being amusing in midsummer, it's apparently not good because while it's edible it hurts animal mouths to eat it, so in the long run it's not good for them. Being city-bred, you really have no idea until you ask.
Probably about twenty years ago, I was in this little place (either northern VIC or southern NSW, I believe) that had been overrun with tumbleweeds. They were all over the roads, the footpaths, and piled up against every wall and fence on the side that the wind had been blowing from. It was weird. Like a massive snow covering or something—except—well—tumbleweeds.
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Serrated tussock!
I can't remember the last time I saw a good tussock. *sigh* bloody city.
Hubby and I joke about it all the time.
It's taken me ten years of driving past "CONTROL SERRATED TUSSOCK" signs finally make the connection between the weed and the tumbleweed.
I asked someone who's kinda rural about it and apart from being amusing in midsummer, it's apparently not good because while it's edible it hurts animal mouths to eat it, so in the long run it's not good for them. Being city-bred, you really have no idea until you ask.
Probably about twenty years ago, I was in this little place (either northern VIC or southern NSW, I believe) that had been overrun with tumbleweeds. They were all over the roads, the footpaths, and piled up against every wall and fence on the side that the wind had been blowing from. It was weird. Like a massive snow covering or something—except—well—tumbleweeds.
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