The Little Hedge | Love, grief there & happy here

Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine

Hedge: A quick tart up of the garden in spring

Spring Hedge Renovation

I can’t believe the lady of the house let me get so overgrown
In all of her time living here it’s not ever been known
With brand-new hand shears she finally came
And clipped me – oh, what a treat!
Now here I am sporting a fabulous new bob
It’s such a nice feeling, you see
All spruced up and ready to go
Must be date night and you better believe
That I’m gonna go with that because it must be my destiny

I’m so lucky I look so fine
My lady of the house has made me look so refined
And in order to let the fresh air through
She trimmed the rest of the garden too
The weeds have been cut back and about time too
The place looked so untidy
I thought she’d given up and was going to move
Considering her recent bad luck you see
With some family, unfortunately passing over
and leaving her suffering sorrow and grief

Then with her slightly depressed mood

She appeared to neglect herself too
But she’s perked herself up
And seems to have gotten through
Maybe she’s realised the cats and dog need her too.
Looks like she knows that she needs to shine
So, I’ll adjust and make good use of this marvellous pamper time

I probably won’t see those shears again
But if I do it’ll be so I can blend into the rest,
Oh, gosh I’m so blessed
Although I really do look smart, she has made me look a bit like a tart
But that’s ok for me, I was fed up with looking like a vagrant
On a doorstep all scruffy and dirty but now I think you’ll all agree
Having a nice tidy bush is most definitely a brilliant addition
To this summer theme

Now the front garden, the hedge specifically, is all completely done
I know I should say we’re gonna have some fun
But is now really the time to be celebrating or playing the fool, no siree
'Cos she got an Asti, and fell asleep, Wahey.
Small tree in a sunny garden with neatly cut grass and a hedge in the background. A dark mat lies on the ground near the tree, with a blue bag partly visible behind it. Overlaid text reads “The Little Hedge  Love, grief there & happy here” and “© Susan Lane SLCM 2025”.

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