About ten years ago I grew tired of my neighbours 8ft high Leylandii hedge protruding over my fence. I carefully cut it back to fence level. I was then faced with a view of ugly bare branches for many years.
It has finally grown back in, and my neighbour makes sure that it stays within his boundaries now.
I’m not a very knowledgable gardener, and never know which of my clematis need pruning in Spring, and which in Summer, but they seem to survive my ministrations. My DH took little interest in the garden. He would heave pots around or run the mower over the grass, if pressed, but that was his limit
I am looking forward to Thursday, when my mini-forest goes to a new home. I enthusiastically planted lots of conkers in pots two years ago, and have been wondering what to do with the resulting saplings, which are now 2ft tall. A message on our local chat site has resulted in a request for all of them. Their gardening group is going to plant them on a local site, and tend them while they settle in. I love the thought that, long after I am gone, there will be 14 beautiful horse-chestnut trees for the local people to enjoy.