Yeah, that's why we lost the bradford pear and the pussy willow we have lost already (the pussy willow is reviving, one segment of it survived, but the bradford was a total loss) - the moron that owned the house before us, the same one that planted all the yuccas and pampas grass, didn't prune and top the trees. At least we got the bradford down before this storm that is barreling down on us right now hit - it was right by the driveway, and would surely have come down on top of my mustang, with my luck!
I even thought about trying a wall of the non-spreading bamboo as a wind- and noise-break - some of the varieties now are so pretty, but we are just one climate zone off from where it will grow. We can only do the rhizomatous kind, and I am not willing to take that on (it's just giant crab grass!) What I would really like to do is get a good landscape designer (one with an open mind, not a totally conventional one) to do a long-range design plan for me, with staged, prioritized lists of what we need to do over time, since we can't afford to do it all at once. I have an antique that my mother has told me I'm at liberty to sell if I don't want it (I don't! it's Queen Anne, which I don't care for, and just too pricey and fragile, it's always made me nervous, having it around.) Maybe if I can dump... err, sell... it, I can afford to get the landscaping really underway. It would mean much more to me in the long run than that damn highboy ever would.
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Date: 2011-08-25 09:55 pm (UTC)I even thought about trying a wall of the non-spreading bamboo as a wind- and noise-break - some of the varieties now are so pretty, but we are just one climate zone off from where it will grow. We can only do the rhizomatous kind, and I am not willing to take that on (it's just giant crab grass!) What I would really like to do is get a good landscape designer (one with an open mind, not a totally conventional one) to do a long-range design plan for me, with staged, prioritized lists of what we need to do over time, since we can't afford to do it all at once. I have an antique that my mother has told me I'm at liberty to sell if I don't want it (I don't! it's Queen Anne, which I don't care for, and just too pricey and fragile, it's always made me nervous, having it around.) Maybe if I can dump... err, sell... it, I can afford to get the landscaping really underway. It would mean much more to me in the long run than that damn highboy ever would.