But back to Mama. I never bought that theory (that 'mama's always right') but I have to confess:
Several times Grant offered to trim the front evergreen shrub and I would decline. He was too nice to plead his case but I'm betting he knew what I didn't - that eventually it would grow up to bite me. Decided to get the last two single pane windows replaced, which meant getting rid of it. I really liked the privacy, and the cooling/warmth it provided depending on the season, but as you can see from my last blog, it about killed off the lilac. Not just because it kept it out of the sunshine, but it also prevented me from being able to attend to the trimming it needed.
About finished cleaning it up, with the only thing left having my tree trimmer remove the large dead stumps that are too big for me. Actually, I'm not sure he'll show because he said it was such hard wood it was destructive to his equipment. It took hours upon hours, trimming dead wood and removing the decaying guts, and I actually think it might survive now. I filled up the garbage can twice with it's trash. I also have many wounds to vouch for my efforts.
Love this adjacent bush (some kind, I've forgotten exactly, of ornamental crab apple):
The blooms around the newest growth add beauty as well.
Courtesy of my terrific tree trimmer.
My mom, probably not long before she got married.
My mom's mom - Effa McKell Williams.
This is my most favorite picture of her -
found it in a scrapbook - really small -
toying with editing (adding the frame and brightening it), it came out great!
(Background far from perfect, but considering
the original, it's a-o-kay!)