Today we got round to a project we'd been thinking about for ages - removing the box hedge from the front garden. It's probably about 100 years old and when first planted must have been small and smart. In the 20-odd years since we've been here it's become a monster, looming over the flowerbed, sucking out all the nutrients and bulging so fatly you can't get on to the lawn. Last month's freak snow was the final straw - the hedge was leaning drunkenly forwards. It had to go. The first picture is taken from Room 1 looking down on the huge hedge.
Just starting - the point of no return!
Taking off the outer greenery revealed a horrid tangle of naked branches. At this point the gardeners among you are probably reeling with horror at this arboreal vandalism.
Tolkien-esque twisted trees
Flowers now have room to grow
To be honest we have no idea whether the box hedge will survive. It may - we had to cut back the box hedge on the upper terrace a couple of years ago after a hard winter, and it put out green shoots after a year. So this is a "wait and see" job. I now have a flower bed which has doubled in size!