In my case one of the few divisible plants I have is the Iris. Scattered throughout my back garden are many varieties, but few of them have ever bloomed. Occasionally I am surprised with a brilliant purple bloom here or there, but most only mark their presence with spiked green leaves. The latest incarnation of my column detailing the trails and tribulations of my garden. The one thing you can say about a garden is it is always in a constant state of change.
Nothing stays the same for long.
Trees go through their cycle of dormancy, growing foliage and then dropping their leaves. A gardener is like a painter with a constantly changing palette. The painting is never done. It is always in progress. The rented chainsaw made quick work of the tree and it will give its final measure in our fireplace sometime in the future.