We've had some shrubbery (I am not a shrubber...but one of my favorite Monty Python scenes!) in large containers for far too many years that were doing far too poorly. Among these are a gorgeous lace cap hydrangea, a more traditional white snowball flowered hydrangea, a pale yellow knock out rose and an azalea purchased years ago from the Fair grounds that has yet to bloom. Whether in a poor location, pot bound or ignored, they deserved better.
The light went on....the back of my side garden, being populated by all sorts of things over the past few days (fig trees, a red leaf Japanese maple, beauty berries, a lilac we've had for over 20 years that's been moved here and there, loving none of the places....some lantana, a chartreuse leaf forsythia, butterfly bushes). Well, all of that is now been joined by three of the unhappy shrubs (the yellow rose is now on the side of our house in between two gloriously satisfied red knock outs) - may they be much happier (and reward us with blooms) now that I did the tortuous job of digging deep holes in the rocky, slimy wet red clay. I also moved two pale leaf spirea into our front natural area, and out of their confining containers. Finally, a dark leaf Weigela given to us by a friend years ago took up residence in a large pot where the miserable lace cap used to be. May it find a more suitable existence!
Aside from that, it was watering, a bit of transplanting, and a special tomato plant delivery. I am hot, tired, sore, and very, very satisfied with that progress. Tomorrow comes one I've really dreaded - taming our back yard edge gardens. I fear that a copper head sighting is in my future.....it's a jungle out there!