Winter is pruning time.I mulch (do you say "mulsh" or "multch"?) everything I can in the garden so, when I prune off branches, I also chop them up into 4" bits that line the front garden with coarse rubble. (There is no grass in the front yard.) So this pruning lark becomes a seriously therapeutic affair; people talk to you, Magpies watch you, wives bring you coffee...
And your muscles say "It's Ok for the moment but speak to us again tomorrow!"
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