Last year when the forsythia were in bloom, I skulked down the street with some clippers to the very busy (and by that I mean visible) intersection near our house where a huge forsythia resides to chop a few branches for my mom. It was Mother’s Day. Yes. Mother’s Day.
Friends, the forsythia is already blooming! In fact, these photos were taken last week, after I
skulked brazenly walked with Josh down to that same intersection for an early Mother’s Day present for my mom.
This year we upgraded to the loppers. I like to think we’re doing community service. I mean so many people drive by that bush all year long, and I’m pretty sure a well-trimmed forsythia is more appreciated than an overgrown, neglected one. I’m just sayin’.
Oh, and here’s last year’s escapade, if you missed it.