Willow Talk – 1

The task ahead... well, a bit of it

Before: The task ahead… well, a bit of it

Now the Limery is complete (and blue to boot!), I have no excuse to continue neglecting, I mean, distance-managing our mighty willow hedge. As readers of this sporadic blog may remember, it is my favouritist* thing in the garden apart from when thesnailofhappiness is out there (of course).

In my absence, the hedge has grown to extraordinary heights and with an amazing array of other plants to defend it (stinging nettles, brambles, vicious whippy branches). Over the next few days, when the British summer would like to play ball that is, I intend to reduce the overall structure to more manageable proportions. It has grown too big for its roots!

After Saturday just gone, I had managed this:

During: Still Lots of Hedge

During: Still Lots of Hedge

After Tuesday just gone, I managed to reduce the easier half of the jungle to this:

Behind the raised bed are a lot of brashings!

After: Behind the raised bed are a lot of brashings!

I just love the way the structure of branches just merge to become one:

Nature quietly getting on with it

Nature quietly getting on with it

Wish me luck with what’s left!


A Willower’s work is never done – you can almost see it growing!


* This should be a real word, like wonderiffic. OED take note.

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8 thoughts on “Willow Talk – 1

  1. I see a lot of baskets in your future . . . 🙂

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  2. Caught a glimpse of you in Ms Snails post. Keep at it. The hardest bit about doing garden work is that it almost always looks terrible when you first do it. We have to reduce our front acre to a shambolic mess in order to get it back to looking “good” after a period of time…before it grows back though, it will look like we let a preschooler loose with a pair of secateurs. The joy of gardening eh? ;). Linne is right, you have basket futures right there!

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    • A willow hedge is particularly forgiving when it comes to hiding the sheer incompetence of the secateurs-wielder! There are times when I look at the hedge and wonder at what point I paid someone professional to cut it – usually about 6 months after I have hacked it to pieces.

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