You know that adage about “if you can get it past three years, you can’t kill it?”
They weren’t fucking kidding. I had one that i’d grown from seed, eventually it got so big we had to ground plant it. Of course, ten years later, Cunt Landlord. His lordship didn’t want to leave it so we were gonna transplant, but FIL got trigger happy, started on it himself and sheared straight through the tap root. Still, we sighed, persevered, repotted in native soil, cross fingered and moved.
Of course it died…or did it? A year later I go around to finally clear out that pot and lazarus seedlings. Not the first time that tree did it either, a bad drought “killed” it ages ago and it came back.
You know that adage about “if you can get it past three years, you can’t kill it?”
They weren’t fucking kidding. I had one that i’d grown from seed, eventually it got so big we had to ground plant it. Of course, ten years later, Cunt Landlord. His lordship didn’t want to leave it so we were gonna transplant, but FIL got trigger happy, started on it himself and sheared straight through the tap root. Still, we sighed, persevered, repotted in native soil, cross fingered and moved.
Of course it died…or did it? A year later I go around to finally clear out that pot and lazarus seedlings. Not the first time that tree did it either, a bad drought “killed” it ages ago and it came back.