Today, I did a bit of spring cleaning, well, sort of. It's almost time to start pruning Vinoland, but first I had to perform some maintenance on my pruning shears. A sharpening stone, some wire wool, oil and plenty of elbow grease quickly brought my trusty secateurs back to their former glory. With some tender loving care, my Swiss-made Felcos should last me for the rest of my life.
I love pruning and I think I do an fairly decent job, but my skills are relatively limited. I am no where near the skill level of someone who prunes for a living. So it goes without saying that I won't be entering the 12th Annual Napa Valley
Pruning Contest, which is being held next week. But, may St. Trifon cast his beneficence over the secateur-wielding contestants who do enter.
4 comments:
I know you make these saints up.
Thud: I do not. Shame on you for not being familiar with the Bulgarian saints!!!
I thought Trifon was from one of the many "stans" out that way...
Tomasso: Zarezan is almost stan-ish.
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