Spring 2018 Update (1/3)
As I mentioned in a couple earlier threads this year, I suffered from a heavy case of depression last year. In short, the stress I had from a bunch of situations plunged me into a state where I basically became a zombie and lost my love for everything nature related, I found no joy in hiking my favorite trails and being in nature, and I completely stopped caring for my bonsai and left them to the mercy of the elements. Don't really want to elaborate further, but that's the gist of it, but it's probably been the darkest year of my adult life so far. So, needless to say, after finally pulling myself out of the hole I was mentally in, I arrived at my parents old place in late April to assess the damage and rescue what plants had survived. Thankfully, when I started collecting material years back, I had chosen species that were fairly tough and could take the abuse southern New England had to offer, so the majority of my trees had survived, even if they looked a little worse for the wear.
When I walked up to the Privet I still feared the absolute worse though. It had been left up on its stilts since spring 2017, and hadn't been watered during the summer or mulched in and covered during the winter. I surely thought the severe summer desiccation and exposure to the brutal winter winds would have surely killed off all the roots. But to my surprise, the old thing was in the process of budding out. It had lost a couple of its weaker branches and the deadwood had been invaded by bracken fungus, but other than that it was alive and kicking. Just goes to show how tough of a species they are, and why they're such a good beginner plant - an entire year of outright neglect and it was still growing! Not really all that proud to admit that, but at least now I know what this tree is capable of enduring...
Since it's too big to move by myself in its box with soil, and it hasn't been re-potted since it was first collected in 2014, I took the opportunity to remove it and clean/inspect its roots before hauling it up to my new yard. The soil had really broken down and compacted over the years, but the box was still filled with plenty of healthy root, some as long as a meter once I got them all combed out. After a quick trim of the top and bottom so it would fit in my car, I whisked it up to my apartment to be potted up in its new home.