Two years back I was showing my new residence off to Kyknoord. He spied a smallish plant in my garden in erupted in dire warnings about The One True Evil and something about taking over the world, given half a chance.
Yeah, whatever….
Unfortunately he was right.
I’ve just spent three hours beating this bastard plant down. It had contrived to send roots out through the holes in the bottom of its pot and then tip the pot over. From there, it had taken over an area of flowerbed equivalent to the average Cape Town garden. I have enough pieces of it to fill two wheelie bins.
If you see this plant, kill it immediately, before it takes its pernicious hold.
If you know what it is called, please leave a comment. I now have to go and dump the bits that I couldn’t fit into the wheelie bin over the garden walls of my enemies.
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It’s some kind of pelargonium. I’m not enough of a plant nerd to identify it in more detail, although I’m fairly sure it’s indigenous. Goes to show that local isn’t isn’t so lekker.
Kyknoord is right. It looks like a pine geranium. The plant is indigenous to the southern and western Cape and a nightmare to remove at archaeological sites. Roots continue forever and seem to grown overnight. It is quite pretty for the spawn of satan though.