As I pulled more of the bag that was meant for keeping humidity down; the male officer just stopped me (
he was the one that got off the patrol car to check me out) and I guess through seeing that it was simply a dry bush to be, he just said all “is fine” and got onto his car… he didn’t even let me finish about how heroically I was replanting the tree’s to places/friends gardens where they may stand a chance! He just got on his car and rode off leaving me struggling to cover up the tread trying to fit things in.
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My therapist told me earlier today that I can’t save every tree… I said that I knew… but … I still did what I did)
At home I nursed it for some good amount of time; cleaned it out and planted it in a black growing pot with some fresh soil that I presume drains well enough for it’s comfort., and left it to mist for a few hours.
It may not seem like an improvement, but there is a serious diffrentce.
These are a few photos of it where you can possibly appreciate that it looks as if life is in there still… Not happy with how every branch weeps and hope to help get its health back
I’ll try to provide photos of developments on it possibly tomorrow or the day next. I was an exciting night I hope it will enjoy spending the night in this new home.
In the end;
I am sure there must be some of you that shall argue if I did the right thing.
I can understand and would agree… but the manner I have seen hedges repaired here (
dig out make compost f it plant new one and hope for it to do better) sort of motivated me to do what I chose to do.
I don’t know if I can say that I saved the tree; nor can I argue that the tree is happy that I did this… that’s something only time shall possibly tell. In the end I had arguably no right to do what I did, but I really don’t believe that the tree would be able to take another few months of urine diet before it gets (
from months to a year after it’s death. Bureaucracy is VERY slow here) replaced as it is shred to be compost. Just hope it was the right thing to do.
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