Being cheap, and being a renter for so long, has made me balk at the thought of planting into the ground permanently anything I liked a lot. Except vegetables, many of which are annuals even in our mild winter climate. When we moved into the Russian Gulch house, I bought an absurd number of half wine-barrels to grow vegetables in, since we weren't really supposed to plant anything at all there.
So now, a bunch of tortured perennial plants, transplanted an absurd number of times, root-bound to varying degrees and screaming for open ground, are getting their place in the sun, so to speak. The contorted, stunted "bonsai" lavenders and rosemaries; the hydrangea Vanessa & Bill gave us that I wasn't about to leave anywhere, the dahlia I bought at the botanical gardens knowing full well it was going to have to sit in a pot forever... they are all waiting their turn.
Pictures: Some of the lavenders have been planted by the garage. Also, we went to the botanical gardens with gift certificates from a while ago, and put them toward the purchase of a few wax myrtles (native shrubs), a couple of "tea tree" varieties (Australian shrubs but not invasive), and Matt's new pride and joy - The Beloved Bamboo in the Priceless Pot (OK, I'm just calling it that, but he really does put it in the garage at night to keep it warm and safe from the icy wind. Eventually it'll come out of the pot and be split into two and put in the ground to fend for itself. And to give Matt credit, the pot was on sale.)
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