Some people buck up and face the heat for the sake of their gardens. I am NOT such a person. Therefore, my front bed looked like this:
Overgrown shrubs, overgrown annuals, overgrown crepe myrtle tree, and a random tree that sprouted out of one of my shrub bushes. Was it an embarrassing site? Yep. Was it worth working in 108 degree heat? Nope. Not a bit.
But then. Lo and behold. One day it is 100 degrees and the next it is 66 upon waking in the morning with a promise of the high only reaching 83 degrees. Today was that day. Glory, glory Hallelujah. I headed to the big Orange Depot and got me some pruning sheers and a pruning saw. Texas is really windy, so it is pretty normal to have trees just come up from out of nowhere from seeds being scattered to and fro. I had the one in the front shrub and several big suckers in the back yard to tackle, too.
The front bed--AFTER:
|Holy so much better, Batman!|
|This was a small one. I had already toppled the big fella.|
|I am Woman With Saw, hear me CHOP!|
|This pruning seal sure had better work. I don't want to do that again.|
Now, off to clean the house. Sigh....