What they didn’t say is how stubborn it is, how rampant and how difficult to rein in it is. It was planted as a fast-growing solution to hiding the border side of the boiler, and wouldn’t you know, the heat that escapes from the boiler funnel acts like an incubator for the stuff.
It did do what it was supposed to, granted. The boiler is well and truly hidden behind a thicket of 10-foot canes. And in fact, the pruning every spring provides the canes needed throughout the garden every summer. I suppose I should just give in gracefully and buy a panda.
Bluebells on the other hand are exquisite. We haven’t got any, but there’s a riverside walk not far from us where they spread out every late April to May underneath a canopy of ancient trees.