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Saturday, March 03, 2012
That’s how it felt, doing the annual spring pruning of my beloved blackberry hedge. Some of the vines were so long, they sprawled over the fence and into the neighbours’ space. Hauling them back to our side took some pretty wild exertions. And oh, those thorns! I'm sure that anacondas must be a lot smoother.
Still, after a few hours, I had the beast tamed. Ready to bear another crop of luscious (and free!) fruit this summer.