I wrote recently about an orange jasmine I got rid of and the tosser's remorse that followed. The remorse is gone. I have jasmine again. Not one, not two – but three.
I scored big at Ballek's Garden Center, which this year celebrated 350 years at its location here in East Haddam, Connecticut, so close to my home and so well stocked that I am unable to resist my excessive urges.
It wasn't excess, however, that got me three plants. I bought one pot that had three plants in it; they'd been there for years, growing as one. Look:
I could have left the plants alone, but why not get three for the price of one. So, after giving the unpotted jasmine a good soaking in water with vitamin-enriched Superthrive, I assembled my surgical tools and went to work.
The operation took a good bit of time and care, as I had to avoid damaging vital parts.
After they were separated, the plants were allowed to rest briefly in the operating arena before being taken to the nearby recovery area.
Working quickly, I combed out and pruned the roots, potted up the plants and watered again.
Mission accomplished; it's all over but the waiting. I'll leave the three plants in close proximity to one another while they get used to the separation. Before they go indoors for the winter, they should be growing and blooming (they already had buds).
Unlike the super-sized jasmine I tossed, these plants are good size but not too big to fit into my new attitude of a less cramped and cluttered indoor garden.
Truth be told, that new attitude is an old broken promise; I do have a history of re-cluttering, especially in autumn when plants begin returning indoors. But this time I mean it. I do not want to have to go on a sparing-down binge – and go through tosser's remorse again.
P.S. Just in case, I bought one more jasmine. For insurance; if my surgery failed, and I lost one of three, I'd get that old feeling: remorse.