Get rid of it she said. It's crowding my iris. One large clump of a white striped Miscanthus cultivar has turned into four starts (so far) and followed me home. That was yesterday. Today three rooted stem cuttings followed me home. Two rhododendrons and Doublefile Viburnum. The rhododendrons had fallen over in the Big Dump of '09' and I tried , but they were not going to be staked back up. They got hacked back to the main trunks to regrow a new center of gravity. The tiny baby viburnum was just there looking fetching right on the edge of the path next to the ten foot tall and eight foot around mother shrub.
Getting plants up here and planting them is no problem at all. I have not even mentioned all the plants accidentally purchased for personal use on my frequent visits to nurseries for clients. Protecting them from the Lush is another matter. That requires regular patrols. More so now when the Lush is growing at an alarming rate.
Little dwarf azaleas that I have been cleaning around for the last several years are actually blooming and looking good. Their poor performance had previously been blamed on not liking the climatic conditions. I think more light and fresh air generated by some elbow room has done them a world of good.
This is worth sacrificing a few of the millions of Blue Wood asters.
Some elbow room gives other plants a chance to shine as well.
If the wild in the wild cultivated garden had its way completely the forest floor might comprise a dozen main species of plants.
Most gardeners are not noted for their restraint when it comes to plants. More is always good. The result is a species diversity magnified ten fold from native, naturalized and plants in the horticultural trade.
Plants follow me home to find a place in the ground and I still wonder if a civilized garden up here is ever a real possibility.