Yesterday was Anzac Day, a midweek public holiday and a chance to catch up on some much needed rest - I've been fighting a flu since Sunday.

Apart from sleeping in and taking my time to get my act together, it was an opportune occasion to head into the garden. The big project of the day was removing our damaged hedge. Our goal was to also get down to Margaret River's Lavender Farm and look for a new variety to hedge our garden - but we ran out of time and will hopefully get there on the weekend instead.

It was an interesting experience ripping out a group of plants that you have tended for a couple of years. I remember when we first planted these - all grown from cuttings - and the time it took for them to be firmly established. Growing a hedge is no afternoon picnic.

Once the plants were out, there was a sense of freedom from having to live with a hedge that would take some time to regrow but also we could look forward to planting something else. No longer do I have to despise walking past this part of the garden.

That's not all. The amount of green waste I was able to collect from these bushes is enormous so I'm opportunistically looking forward to starting a new batch of compost. And, we even found some plants that had been smothered by this monstrous vegetation that were still alive and thankful for some breathing space.