That, my friends, is a big-ass rain fly from a family-size tent, oddly arranged and anchored under my deck.
Under the fly is a yew. (Why does it feel like there should be a good pun in there somewhere?)
The yew was removed from a neighbors yard about a year ago, and put in this large box to contain a healthy-sized, clay-covered root ball. Since then, a bonsai friend of mine suggested I should have bare rooted it, but the decision had already been made out of an abundance of caution for the survival of the plant.
It has done quite well, really. It put on a good amount of new growth and has been backbudding all over the place. It was doing well, that is, until we got into a very wet August. The clay in that box is waterlogged and the tree is showing signs that it is…
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