Wednesday, February 20, 2008
I thought I had done an adequate job of killing the stump of an old flowering quince before I planted the Westerland rose in front of it. No such luck. For two seasons I've been cutting back the shoots as they come up. This past weekend I bit the bullet and started digging. The job would have been much easier before Westerland became a huge, flesh-eating shrub. I'm down about a foot around the stump, alternately digging a trench and using the garden hose to blast around the roots to expose them. I'm hoping I don't find a huge taproot underneath it all.
Later that week - Success!