Hedging your bets – a few words on a quick task – recoverd from the Wayback machine
[Originally posted on the November 11th, 2016]
By 8:32 this morning, we had a beech hedge in place of the old laurel one ?
Beech Hedge taken by Jon Fowler
At 7:22 this morning, the trench was approached and we lay out each “whip” ready to be propped up and filled in with earth. (Apologies for the photo, it’s from a Windows 10 tablet… I was in a hurry this morning, but managed to squeeze in a shower, putting away all the equipment and breakfast before getting to work in time to host my 9:30 stand-up this morning in the office, sort out my blood sugar, plug in the car and protect my RSI). One person propping and the other shovelling earth was surprisingly quick.
It has to be mentioned that my man disappeared three-quarter’s of the way through to determine he had a sprint he had to attend at 8:30. He did return so only a couple were done in his absence. We did the rest I was able to finish shovelling and heeling in without him.
Last weekend, my husband and I had worked out that the only way we could ensure the whips would have the best chance of survival on their arrival yesterday was to prep during the weekend. So on a dull (alright raining) Sunday afternoon, my man and I dug a trench. We put the dirt on a tarpaulin ready for the off on Friday morning.
It looks OK, hopefully it will all turn out alright in six months time when we’ll see if our approach worked.
Posted: July 4th, 2018 under 42.