Never met a buckthorn bush before, and I’ve got to admit they’re attractive: small leaves, red berries. I can see why people planted them in their yards. Of course, they spread like rabbits, and if you want southern Wisconsin to look like it did before we effed it up, the buckthorn has to go. What will be left is burr oaks with grassland around them – oak savanna, in ecological terms.
As part of the United Way’s “Days of Caring,” I did a few hours of cutting a hauling, making huge brush piles I might revisit this winter when they set them off. Here are some pictures.
T.W.I.S.T. by Paul Marshal Zukowski 