Day 19: In the thirty-plus years I've lived here, my English yew hedge has only produced berries half a dozen times or so, and always just a few...or so I thought. Sometimes, it pays to look in front of Yew. I don't know why, but this morning I was inspired to walk around to the roadward side and...well, it kinda looked like Christmas. Admittedly, there's only one female in the entire line of shrubbery which forms my hedge, but it was "berrying" like crazy. Yew berries are poisonous, and the oils in the bark and needles can cause skin irritation or other allergic reactions. Birds don't eat the fruit, but one year, a robin nested deep in the heart of the hedge. I've given up trying to keep the yews pruned back. The hedge is ten feet tall and almost as wide at this point.
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