I have a magnolia tree that I basically chopped down years ago. It came back. I pruned it a bit (not to the ground) last week and I guess I've decided to keep it, but I'll try to keep it small. LOL I love how it looks when it blooms, but it's just a mess when the blooms fall.
When I was doing yard-work, I found a few roses and they were just totally crazy. They were some sort of wild roses and I just pruned them all down to the ground. Gabe was saying oh don't do that. ugh I said I don't have time for these things. They're so sprawly and look ridiculous. LOL Here's what they looked like when they were "normal"
I've lost a lot of perennials due to years of neglect. In a few more weeks, I'll know what else may or may not have survived.
Of course my bigroot geraniums that I have never really loved thrive on neglect. LOL
For example, I had a few bleeding hearts and with all the overgrowth, I don't even know if they're still around. LOL I never looked in the spring. I did see my astilbe and azaleas made it. But I'm sort of almost starting from scratch, I guess. LOL
It's sort of funny, yet not funny, but my garden has always been a direct reflection of how my life is going. I can remember how beautiful it was for many years, then some years of complete neglect. But when I planned it originally, I did my best on selections and can remember the small feelings of joy when something would bloom even when I hadn't done a thing to care for anything. It's sort of like all my hopes and dreams are out there.
I'm thankful to even want to be out there again. I can't really explain what it means to me after years of not caring or being too busy and pouting over my shoulder restrictions since my surgery. It gives me a great sense of pride when its looking the way I want it to. I think I can get things the way I want them to again within 3 years.