|Before the trimming|
|After the trimming|
Now I just anxiously await the leaves. The buds had begun to swell on all the trees and shrubs before we had that last round of snow and below-freezing cold. That really set things back. There is an artistic appeal to the bare bones of the trees, but I love the season when their heads are heavy with their green leaves and every little breeze awakens them to rustling motion.