This is my Yoshino cherry tree. It's planted on the uphill side of the driveway. With the snow you might not be able to make out the driveway but it is there, just to the front of the tree's branches.Now this tree is not supposed to stay here. That is to say, I planted it on this hill as a temporary home. Needless to say, that didn't work out the way I had intended.
Perhaps my garden blunders can help some novice gardener out there. Let me tell you the tale of this little Yoshino Cherry tree. It came to us as almost all of our trees did, as tiny 1-2 foot long sticks from the Arbor day Foundation. We were short on cash then--very short as we had only just built the house--and so landscaping was to be done as inexpensively as possible. Thus the need for saplings.
Well, we kind of went a little wild with that Tree book in hand. We could with trees costing only a dollar or two and us with 4 acres to plant. At least we thought many trees would be needed to make Tommy's arboretum. Yes, he wanted a collection of trees which would rival any arboretums we had seen at botanical gardens. I think we did rather well, actually.
As with most things, Tommy wanted to do this right. So, he walked around the yard and paced out the eventual spreads of the tree's branches so that once they reached maturity, the trees wouldn't grow into each other. So, there we were deciding which tree would go where and marking each hole even before we received the trees we ordered. That's when we learned we should have done this part first before ordering the trees. We ran out of tree space rather quickly. Well, we would when we were spacing them to their eventual maturity. That was just plain silly....or was it?
Once the trees--or dead sticks as our amused friends and neighbors called them--arrived, we set to planting them. Well, wouldn't you know it? We had some left over trees with no homes!
I said to Tommy, "We could always plant some closer to the baseball field." He didn't like that idea at all! He didn't want to the kids running into trees as they ran to catch fly balls in left field. Okay, but as the kids were too little to even hit the ball past the pitcher's mound, I didn't really think that was much of a problem, although it could be in future. Ah, well, Tom got to keep his baseball field and we still had a few trees with no place to call home.
So what did we do? We planted them in a "temporary spot" (the driveway hill of course) until such a time as a spot opened up. I didn't think this was likely to happen, but that was just me being optimistic. Some trees did indeed die over the brutal winter which opened up several places This is the way it is with saplings. Only a percentage usually survive the first year. Marauding deer helped kill some too, but that's a tale for another time.
So, many of the trees did finally get planted out in the arboretum...all except for a few, including the Yoshino cherry tree. There were about five of them that endured the winter on that lonesome hill. A couple died, a couple were planted where yet other saplings had died and then there was the Yoshino. It stayed there for five years and by that time it had grown so much-- who knew they would reach maturity that quickly?-- that it was too big to dig up and transplant. I should know because I actually tried! I dug about two feet down and still didn't get all the roots out. At that point, Tommy told me to quit. We'd have to learn to live with this tree on what was supposed to be a Juniper hill.
There are Junipers there, a few different kinds, but right smack-dab in the center is the Yoshino. Ah, well, live and learn.