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What you’re seeing in the photo above is the cross-section of my backyard hedges. That’s how wide they are, not how long they are. For now. I say “for now” because I am the proud new owner of something they call a “chainsaw on a stick.” Well, actually, they call it a pole saw; I’m the one who calls it a chainsaw on a stick. Because that’s what it is. And I’m about to fire that baby up for the very first time and start hacking away. I have trimmers that I use to keep things generally tidy, but I need to do something more drastic. I plan on cutting these beasts back three or four feet. Or five. Or six. We’ll see what happens once I start cutting. I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking, “Hey Andrew! You talk a lot about your hedges. Do you plan on writing a memoir about your experience with them? And if so, what would you name it?” Wow, great question! I hadn’t really thought of that. But off the top of my head, here are a few possible titles: Living on the Hedge The Hedge of Tomorrow From Hedging Bets to “Hedges? You Bet!”: The Andrew Walsh Story The Bush Years: A Guide to Overgrown Topiary and American Politics Above the Trim Staying Trim With Andy! Leaf Your Troubles Behind (Oh, wait, that’s already a great book by our friend Karen! Check it out!) Gone to Prune: How to Say Goodbye to Overbearing Flora Hard to De-Leaf: One Man’s Descent into Gardening Madness Hedge Lord That’s all I can think of for now. But if you have any ideas, zip them my way!
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