What the Fran

A bramble tour of my garden

I hacked some brambles and because not much else in my garden is thriving I thought why not commemorate these absolute troopers.

rose-bramble

This bramble is trying to avoid being hacked by pretending it is a rose.

hanging-bramble

This bramble gives no shits and is just hanging out. It went up the wall/fence and then just leapt out and grew back down in the air.

path-bramble

This bramble is trying to kill me on the path.

silver-birch-bramble

This bramble is trying to kill my baby silver birch as if the weather isn't doing that anyway.

lawn-bramble

This bramble is the one making its way from one side of the garden to the other. It is currently 4.8m and it is so straight I can't believe it. I step on it every time I hang out my washing. I did not hack it because I really want to see how far it can go.

When we moved into the house four years ago the garden was mostly brambles. Sometimes I get frustrated but then look at old photos and think, no, we are doing great. Many of these brambles have their origins outside our garden so there's not much I can do about them other than cutting and cutting. The ones in my garden I dig out. I like them, and the ivy, just not in the middle of the garden strangling all my plants.