Stansgran, your dh sounds like my FiL (RIP). To him, gardening consisted of cutting things down and pulling them up.
I once had to get dh to hide the shears from him, since he was so viciously attacking the ivy on our fence - we wanted it there, to cover it!
Another time in the autumn he raked our lawn so hard, it never recovered and we had to re-turf in the spring - luckily a small lawn.
Worst he ever did, though, was to cut down MiL’s beloved pear tree when she was away for a few days.
I don’t think she ever forgave him for that.