With so many trees in the garden it’s not too difficult to find a shady part on a hot day – perhaps too easy in fact – and I had pencilled in a reduction in height of the hedge that crosses the woodland edge border. We planted this with hawthorn, hazel, dog rose, sloe and guelder rose in the early 2000s to break up the view, but then not only cut in back in height last year but also reduced the width to accommodate the new location for the rose garden. There was evidence of a breeze today but it felt more humid than the weekend, and I was grateful for the shade as I pruned and lopped and snipped, exchanging the green and leafy excess height for rather a large pile of trimmings.
The hedge, still immature as hedges go, now looks like a forlorn schoolboy outside the headmaster’s door:
Having missed my usual midsummer day schedule for pruning the wisteria that too was achieved today, adding to the accumulation of green matter to be dealt with. We may reconsider buying a replacement shredder after all, but having been frustrated in the past with unclogging the mechanism over and over again, quite apart from the noise and electricity consumption, we may continue to recycle it as green waste, generally producing enough of our own compost without making space for more.