Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Monday, 1 May 2017

Lopping Mad

I went a little crazy with the extending tree pruner over the last couple of days, increasing its range by standing on first a work bench and then the garden wall as I progressed down the hedge and finally tackled the sprawling tree in the corner that poses problems having its trunk in one neighbour’s garden and overhanging branches in another’s, but actually blocks the light from ours; by the time I had finished the daylight was flooding in to that corner of the garden even if it was under a mountain of leylandii cuttings.

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