<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Pruning on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/pruning/</link><description>Recent content in Pruning on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 30 Oct 2017 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/pruning/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Passion Flower</title><link>/stories/2017/10/30/the-passion-flower/</link><pubDate>Mon, 30 Oct 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/10/30/the-passion-flower/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;She loved her Passion flower. Ever since she had seen the all but dead thing in a pot at the garden centre. She took pity on it, she planted it into her garden, fed it, gave it space to climb.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Over the years it grew stronger, each year it grew more and more. Secateurs no longer tough enough to cut it back and the end of the season. Instead she had to attack it with a power saw.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>