We were at a friend’s house a few weeks ago and noticed they’d been pruning. I went back a couple of days later and retrieved the cuttings from the compost heap. Some were long enough to turn into a new fence. Some were too short for anything and are adding to the biomass of our woods. And a few became Her Outdoors’ first garden sculpture of the year:

hazel chicken

She’s not overly happy with it. I think if I’d done it, I’d be looking for an agent.