We knew when we purchased the potted blue spruce in December and proclaimed it our side porch Christmas tree that we wanted to put the baby in the ground after the ornaments were packed away and spring thaw arrived here in our Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood.
Here’s the pre-Christmas post where I shared the sight of our little tree.
Sunday afternoon, I grabbed the spade, headed out to the backyard spot my dear wife Karen picked out for the blue spruce, and dug a whole to the proper depth.
I carefully shook the tree out of the pot in which it’s lived on our porch since December, put it in the hole, and surrounded it with rich soil.
Success will mean another deterrent for Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle’s wish to somehow get in the foot of space between our shed and fence.
Perhaps I waited too long. The needles are dry and sort of brown.
I’d say there’s a 50-50 chance of an evergreen life in our backyard corner.
We shall see.
Have you ever left a pine in a pot for the winter and then tried to transplant it into our garden? Was it a success?