Moving a Garden
December 18th, 2018
Moving 32 years’ worth of inside stuff to a new house is difficult enough.
Moving 32 years’ worth of plants and gardens is probably nuts.
But that’s what I’m up to these days as my wife, Sue, and I skedaddle from our house in suburban Mechanicsburg to a house near Pittsburgh that’s closer to our grandkids.
Most people just walk away from their outside when they move. There’s seldom the personal attachments out there as with the furniture, pictures, and accents inside.
Not in my case. I’ve planted thousands of plants in my third-of-an-acre yard over the years and know all of them by name. I can even tell you where I got almost all of them and know by heart the intricacies of what they do throughout each season.
They’re kind of like family. So how can I leave behind my teenage Japanese umbrella pine that I raised from a baby or that gorgeous Korean stewartia that I rescued as a forked orphan from the half-price section at Highland Gardens?
Answer: I can’t. That’s why I’ve been digging and potting a few hundred plants since October, ready to make the move west. I’m using nursery pots saved over the years and potting mix from my containers, along with some of the superb, compost-enriched garden soil that I’ve worked to build over three decades.
Take a “virtual tour” of George’s endangered gardens