For the last few days, we have been eradicating approx, 15 year old bamboo, of the running kind. Root barrier was in place and the areas they were planted in were small with cement borders. The bamboo had grown as tall as a 3 story home and was fast becoming timber bamboo. There was no water directly on any of the plants, but the lower planters did get an overspray from the bigger garden. Did that make a difference you ask? Yes, a dramatic difference in how deep and more prolific the roots traveled.
Even with all these precautions in place, the bamboo still jumped out, went over, drilled through... It did everything its known for and we didnt want it to do. This should come as no surprise that its even cracked the concrete, and wormed its way into the adjacent steps.
I love most every plant on this planet and feel there is a place for every single one of them as well. The pictures I've looked at of bamboo gardens are serene and tranquil and I would love to visit one. However, bamboo is in question for me at the moment, especially in an urban location. I get it, its beautiful and grows quickly for privacy or simple greenery outside a window, but the mayhem we've been dealing with and my sore muscles make me see bamboo for what it really is, an animal.
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