The Lilly Pilly that stood for several years in the middle of our back yard seemed like a good idea when we planted it, but it became somewhat of a problem. When we bought this house we thought we’d plant native trees to attract and feed native animals. Since then we’ve changed our ideas about our yard and want to grow more food for us. (The irony being that we attract a lot more native animals with food crops than with native shrubbery.) This Lilly Pilly ended up in the middle of what we envisage as our next row of veggie beds.
Neither Frank nor I were keen on the idea of killing a perfectly good tree so we looked around for a new home. Coincidentally (if you believe in coincidence) friends of ours were in need of mature trees to plant as part of their renovation plans. The council specified very few varieties that were acceptable. This Lilly Pilly just happened to be one of them.
And into their back yard it went.
About 3 hours later, we were left with a really nice hole in the ground and Chris and Linda had a perfect tree in their garden (it suits its new location a lot better than its old). A truly happy ending for 4 humans and a tree. (The icing on the cake was that the chickens were 100% behind the creation of this new digging, bathing and playing spot.)
Now the count down to the next veggie beds begins. I hope it’s soonish as I have way too many seed trays on the go for the number of beds I’ve got. It’s always something with a garden…