Slowly but surely, the gardens I am working in are pottering off to sleep until 2017. It is a strange time, quiet yet noisy with wind and rain and sludge. I quite like it really. I like the peace it brings and I quite like a bit of rain now and then.
Today was cold and with the wind biting at my hands, I began pruning Roses in my Tuesday/Wednesday garden. Wind and thorn pricks are not a nice part of gardening but I cannot seem to find a way of tying in whilst wearing gloves, so my hands always take a hit.
I reduced the growth on the Roses in a big border mainly to prevent wind rock but also to cut out dead and unwanted growth. Amazing how much growth you can take away.
What a creative task. Four hours in silence in my own head, making pruning cuts and decisions, ending up with a plant ready to take on the next season and flourish. I find any pruning extremely rewarding. I rarely get to just focus on Pruning alone during my day and it is such a joy. Focusing on the plant, where it has grown this season, where it has died, where it has rubbed other parts of the plant, do you need that stem, would it look good wrapped round left or right, how many stems shall I remove.......and is it time for a cuppa yet?
Rosa 'Apple Blossom' firmly under control.