Clearly I have a problem. In the last month, I have acquired 3 large trees for my yard when I only intended to bring home the one Stewartia pseudocamellia, a Christmas present from my sister Marie. (Yes, late for Christmas, but it has taken me this long to find the one I like.) Loen Nursery had a 50% off sale earlier this month, and I could not help asking about incense cedar while I was there picking up my Stewartia. And it’s not my fault. I can blame Friends of Trees because I kind of fell in love with incense cedar, Calocedrus decurrens, while helping to plant this one on March 1.
It was really meant to be. How do I know this? Because on my way to buy the Stewartia at Loen, I noticed a planted incense cedar along the street that leads to the I-5 on ramp. I pulled over, jumped out for a closer look, and saw that it had a Loen tag on it. This was fate telling me to check it out.
I decided to plant one along the back fence where I removed the last two Leyland cypress in November. Yes I know, another tall conifer, but it has so much more going for it — a neat and narrow habit, not prone to disease or blow down (from limited root system to support its fast growth), and it’s a native species.
Even though Loen didn’t have any in stock while I was there, they offered to bring one over from their wholesale lot for me. (So in addition to Friends of Trees being to blame for this, I can also say that Loen’s great customer service was instrumental too.) 2 days later I was back, selecting my tree from 5 that they brought over on a pallet.
Here’s a close up of that great foliage.
And here are two new trees in the back yard, waiting to be planted.
After getting them in the ground, of course I told myself that I was done with tree acquisitions for a while. I was very satisfied with the new purchases, specimens of significant size to make an immediate impact. I could turn my attention to other matters such as spring cleaning, replacing the latest pairs of outgrown soccer and baseball cleats, and the broken furnace.
I’m not sure what happened after that. Saturday night, one minute I was looking on Craiglist for a new chest of drawers for my sons’ bedroom, and the next thing I knew I was responding to this post.
Seriously, how I could I pass this up? I mean $10 for a mature specimen? Did I need this tree? No, I have one already — but it’s only 16 inches tall. No brainer, right? I was there at 8:45 Sunday morning, and the only obstacle I faced was how to con my husband into digging up the tree for me after he already flatly refused. (He’s not a bad guy — he helps me with tons of grunt labor in the yard.) He’s remembering the last time I got a tree from Craigslist. But when I learned that the seller was offering to dig out the tree for me — preventing injury to surrounding plants of value to him — my worries were over! All I needed to do was to ask my husband to arrange borrowing his brother’s truck. Phew!
And that’s how I ended up with not just one, not two, but three new trees this month. But I’m done now. Really. This time I mean it, man!