All plants have their place. Some plants, as my mother would hasten to remind me, are outstanding in their field. (Bah-dah-boom!)
But burdock.
Burdock can go to hell. Towering to six feet in height, and topped with vicious tea-berry-gum clusters of super-sticky, clingy, nasty seed-heads (burs), burdocks can actually kill small birds by dread-locking their feathers into a clump.
But burdock.
Burdock can go to hell. Towering to six feet in height, and topped with vicious tea-berry-gum clusters of super-sticky, clingy, nasty seed-heads (burs), burdocks can actually kill small birds by dread-locking their feathers into a clump.
In the autumn, after changing from green to brown, the burs seem to leap into play, tangling hair, burrowing into wool scarves and mittens, forming massive clots in animal fur. Even when carefully plucked out of the a sweater or a mane, the scratchy burs break into smaller and smaller bits, each still clinging tight in a quest to colonize a whole new field in the spring.
Of course burdock (family Arctium, sounding all muscular and super-heroic) does have fans.
Of course burdock (family Arctium, sounding all muscular and super-heroic) does have fans.
I enjoyed a burdock/dandelion soda in the UK. Related to thistles, the burdock's amazingly clingy seedhead inspired the hook-and-loop technology of Velcro®.
It's also -- to be fair -- edible: the root is a bit like turnip, crunchy and earthy and sweetish.
Traditional herbal medicine* uses the plant for skin and hair ailments as well as for purifying the blood and soothing sore throats.
(*I go to the source for this: Culpepper's Complete Herbal, published in 1653. Culpepper also recommends burdock as a treatment for rabies, but we'll let that pass.)
Still, when I found a stand of burdock at the would-be farm, there was no question of putting the plants to medical use. It was full-on battle-stations.
It's also -- to be fair -- edible: the root is a bit like turnip, crunchy and earthy and sweetish.
Traditional herbal medicine* uses the plant for skin and hair ailments as well as for purifying the blood and soothing sore throats.
(*I go to the source for this: Culpepper's Complete Herbal, published in 1653. Culpepper also recommends burdock as a treatment for rabies, but we'll let that pass.)
Still, when I found a stand of burdock at the would-be farm, there was no question of putting the plants to medical use. It was full-on battle-stations.
We cleared a way into the patch by breaking off the brittle, woody stems of the plants close to the ground. Working an armful at a time, we gathered giant, hazardous bouquets of burdock and walked them (carefully so that the burs stayed on the branch) straight to the campfire.
They snap as they burn. The myriad tiny seedcases crack open as the bur takes on the heat. Each seed releases a tiny bit of oil that flares with a yellow flame, even when the plant is damp from snow.
They snap as they burn. The myriad tiny seedcases crack open as the bur takes on the heat. Each seed releases a tiny bit of oil that flares with a yellow flame, even when the plant is damp from snow.
I raked the ashes again and again, and the tiny snapping continued until the coals were gone. No doubt some seeds survived, but maybe we can catch them early this summer. Or put the plant to use. Maybe try this recipe.
I suppose the burdock-cull will become part of the annual calendar (knock wood we are granted the years to have such a thing) that puts us next to the fire, trying to flick the burs off our gloves and listening to the crackle as most (but not all) of the seeds turn to ash.
I suppose the burdock-cull will become part of the annual calendar (knock wood we are granted the years to have such a thing) that puts us next to the fire, trying to flick the burs off our gloves and listening to the crackle as most (but not all) of the seeds turn to ash.
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