There are some jobs that I absolutely dread doing in our edible garden.
Not too many, but some that are so difficult, horrible, or painful that I just don’t want to do them.
Pruning our heritage Boysenberry plants is one of those jobs.
I don’t mind digging around in the worm farm, shoveling compost and making fish fertiliser (oh the smell!) but when I know it’s time to cut back the Boysenberries, somehow weeks and months drift by and I still haven’t done it.
Which means that it was totally overdue to be done and with one month of Winter left, time was running out.
So, last week I finally got onto it.