This morning we up above Slaithwaite weeding some hedgerows we previously planted. Which does of course mean we had to have a debate and make tough decisions about whether the pretty flowers were less important than the future hedgerow. Given that hedges are rarer than flowers round here the hedges won, and the flowers are dead, or at least roughed up a bit.
We were; myself, Geoff, Kara, Dan, Tanya, Jim, Philip, Asad, and Peter.
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| Dan, battling brambles. |
