What a glorious day for pruning your Blackberries, missus. No, I'm not channelling Ken Dodd; I really have been pruning my blackberries (well, those at the allotment anyway. What are you like?). I've been trying to do it for weeks now but today was the first non-swampy day. Pics below. I know they look much the same but trust me; the old stuff is cut out and the new is tied in. Job done; hands more or less intact - only minor lacerations.
I'm slowly building up material for another MOAB (Mother Of All
Bonfires). Trouble is, it keeps getting rained on. Every time I go to
the plot the first job is to turn the heap and open it up so it will dry
out. It does face due south so it gets lots of sun and wind and dries
out quickly....until it gets rained on again. Fingers crossed for a
bonfire soon.
And something which always makes me feel good. However hard the
weather, rhubarb is just irrepressible (try spelling that after a couple
of glasses of red wine!). Ee, it fair warms the cockles of my 'eart to
see 't rhubarb up again. Sithee!!
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Not a job for the faint hearted - hope it wasn't windy as being lashed in the face by one of those canes isn't a good feeling.
Indeed it isn't Sue, but fortunately there was no wind. It was actually quite warm when the sun was shining.
So far I haven't had to prune this year...with all the extra fruit I am planting on the bee plot though I am sure my time will come to join the walking wounded!!
Stock up on plasters Tanya!
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