The Writings of John Burroughs — Volume 05: PepactonBurroughs, John
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The Writings of John Burroughs — Volume 05: Pepacton
Burroughs, John
Natural history -- Outdoor books
The old farmers say that wood-ashes will bring in the white clover,
and they will; the germs are in the soil wrapped in a profound
slumber, but this stimulus tickles them until they awake.
Stramonium has been known to start up on the site of an old farm
building, when it had not been seen in that locality for thirty
years. I have been told that a farmer, somewhere in New England,
in digging a well came at a great depth upon sand like that of the
seashore; it was thrown out, and in due time there sprang from it a
marine plant. I have never seen earth taken from so great a depth
that it would not before the end of the season be clothed with a
crop of weeds. Weeds are so full of expedients, and the one
engrossing purpose with them is to multiply. The wild onion
multiplies at both ends,--at the top by seed, and at the bottom by
offshoots. Toad-flax travels under ground and above ground. Never
allow a seed to ripen, and yet it will cover your field. Cut off
the head of the wild carrot, and in a week or two there are five
heads in place of this one; cut off these, and by fall there are
ten looking defiance at, you from the same root. Plant corn in
August, and it will go forward with its preparations as if it had
the whole season before it. Not so with the weeds; they have
learned better. If amaranth, or abutilon, or burdock gets a late
start, it makes great haste to develop its seed; it foregoes its
tall stalk and wide flaunting growth, and turns all its energies
into keeping up the succession of the species. Certain fields
under the plow are always infested with "blind nettles," others
with wild buckwheat, black bindweed, or cockle. The seed lies
dormant under the sward, the warmth and the moisture affect it not
until other conditions are fulfilled.
The way in which one plant thus keeps another down is a great
mystery. Germs lie there in the soil and resist the stimulating
effect of the sun and the rains for years, and show no sign.
Presently something whispers to them, "Arise, your chance has come;
the coast is clear;" and they are up and doing in a twinkling.
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