I've partaken in Craigslist curb alerts on both sides.
Believe me, anything I can't use will be gifted one way or another. I'm an adopted kid myself, unknowns and seedlings deserve a chance too. lol!
My lot is larger than a half acre sounds. More usable than the last full acre+ I tended to but the previous did have a more enjoyable natural water feature. Stream that cuts your property in half can be a burden but it was always worth it. I have a dedicated daylily bed, hosta spot (my entire front yard could be a small commercial hosta operation), and various daylilies and irises about the place. Bought two galvanized trash cans for large (canna) planters today. I've got a big garage. Big planters cost a fortune. $15 and change per for the shorty trash cans. Bad day at the doctor, good day at the box store. 31 gallon planters made of clay, ceramic, or concrete would be $100/ea or more. Plus I'll have blooms above the roofline and I won't be on my knees to dig rhizomes. And obviously room for annuals, succulents, even daylilies in the unclaimed space.
Trashcan chic.
I've been working lawn care/landscape/ & nursery work most of my life. I'm not an expert on anything and never will be. I hate to see a wasted plant. Last nursery I worked was a short term gig. I loved it. High end joint, neighbors since my birth. Fantastic owners, great stock and staff. Worst chore ever was sending dwarf trees and shrubs to the burn/bulldoze pile. It seemed unfair to save a plant to a high dollar value and burn it alive because it hadn't been purchased. There are certainly worthy places/institutions to donate such things? Farther away now but nothing changes. I went to cancer clinic with a crap landscape and high turnover company. I could have run the whole place and made it nice for a fraction of what they've paid out. Death is good business, doc named the place after his dead dad (or himself) I lean towards the latter. I don't go anymore. Doctors and those types of places that work in those certainly care. When you dedicate to a career, it's kinda forever. I worked 2 nursing home jobs in my youth, between greenery work. It was terribly depressing but you learn a lot real fast. A simple stroke and I could be tube fed tomorrow. But my plan for the "alleged home of healing" would have included a no-touch walk through garden, a (limited) cutting garden as well as a (limited) fresh-cut veggie garden for the patients.
I hand delivered fresh-cut garden grown lilies, glads, and zinnias to the receptionists. They know and remember me. I've never seen a doctor at a funeral. They have divorce to keep them alive. I kinda get that, mourning every loss would break a person. Just like us every lost patient is a reminder of their mortality. The last thing I want to do is die, and I don't want to! Neither do they.
Doctor stuff is big business. When they build these facilities. Wouldn't it be nice if they actually considered the patient and those that tend to them?
Maybe someone else can take my plan and run. Make it happen. Patients facing death, near death, or risky procedures deserve the power of the plant. I feel there's something to this. I have an uncle of 90 years of age, a great man I've known all my life. Went to his birthday party, he was man of the hour and very little conversation but he came by last week and he mentioned planting a couple of hundred tulips last year. I never saw him plant a flower in all these (nearly 50) years. He had a variety he was seeking and I internetted up some prices and phone numbers. Beyond the simple joy of the end result, there is more to this hobby.
Bit of a rant and more. Delete if need be.
