17th April 2011
A small twiggy tree from northern Europe. I planted a couple of groups of them as windbreaks
when I moved into this garden and they have remained as they were ever since, flowering well
above my head on long branches that are swept sideways by the prevailing wind.
Time and familiarity had started to obscure the fact that they were becoming gloomy
and oppressive. As the branches elongated they were drooping lower and lower over the path
and becoming an obstacle. The only solution was to cut them all back to stumps and allow them to start again.
Now I have a bit more light, the north of the garden has opened up and I have a chance to think what it is I really want
on the perimeter. One or two of these will be retained, but I don't need a dozen.