Posts Tagged ‘pruning’

Pure and single

March 19, 2016 Leave a comment
White burnet rose

Single white rose

The photo was taken at a viewpoint just outside Assisi a couple of years ago, but the bush I was pruning today bears very similar roses.

Having done some pink-bud spraying (my favourite job NOT) of plum and pear trees earlier, I didn’t start pruning till almost sunset and so chose a relatively small bush.

At least it wasn’t on the lip of a precipice like the buddleia.

Overgrown buddleia

March 19, 2016 Leave a comment
A butterfly settled on the tip of a buddleia bloom

A butterfly settled on the tip of a buddleia bloom

After spending the best part of two days pruning an overgrown buddleia the size of a small house, I like to remember what it’s all about – big purple blooms, smelling of honey and covered in butterflies.


March 16, 2016 Leave a comment
An important rose

An important rose

I’ve just had a second bitterly cold session pruning the rose that arches over the steps and I still haven’t finished.

I’m hoping to achieve something like the glory in the photo.

None of the roses were pruned last year because I wasn’t there. This one in particular needs a lot of care and attention.

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Exercise in futility?

February 28, 2016 4 comments
Apricot tree in bloom

Apricot tree in bloom

This is the every-other-year apricot tree in full blossom regalia, exuding a delicious blossomy scent.

I took the photo just before it was subjected to vicious wind and driving rain.

The bumblebees, which seem to be primary pollinators, will be tucked up in their nests. Even without being un-aerodynamic they wouldn’t stand a chance, so I hope we get some still and sunny days soon.

I’ve almost finished pruning the fruit trees – just a few exotics to go: a jujube tree which has only fruited once, a persimmon tree, two bushes, and some plum ‘scrub’ across the front edge by the house.

Then it’s on to the roses and the buddleias!

Clive sat on a bench by the patio door while I was at it today – his first time properly out of doors. I realised afterwards his view of what I was up to was partly blocked by the wall. The idea had been for us to keep each other company, but for much of the time all he could see was branches and twigs mysteriously toppling!

Not for the faint-hearted

February 9, 2016 Leave a comment
Nashi twig with a white flame of leaf emerging

Nashi twig with white flames of emerging leaf

Only the love of pruning could keep me in the orchard today – not even the duty by itself.

The wind is like a steel blade, slicing you through the midriff.

I’m pruning two trees a day so as hopefully to finish within February. Today it was the big apricot (arguably the finest tree in the orchard) and the nashi (oriental pear) next to it. One difficult and one easy.

I had a lot of sawing and lopping to do above my head for the apricot, while the nashi branches are comfortably accessible.

If our Tunisian handiman were doing this, he’d make much faster progress, but I don’t miss him. He wanted reliable work when he phoned at the beginning of last October, and I said we could offer it if he helped me with Clive at the beginning (setting up contraptions and aids so he could manoeuvre himself about). He declined and we haven’t heard from him since. Such is the wintry blast of illness and disability.

So I bash on, queen of the garden.

The photo is a close-up of a nashi bud which is so far advanced that it’s actually showing little frills of leaf. The shot went horribly wrong because I had to hold the twig to stop it dancing in the wind, but I rather like it as it is!