Here’s another doublefile viburnum post. No doubt, many (including Susan) would say this one ought to be pruned. It won’t be though, unless there’s some sort of extreme practical reason. Planted in an impossible situation—between two houses and a tree on a property line, in more than partial shade—the shrub has adapted and thrived over the 13-14 years it’s been here, gracefully accepting the installation of a cast bronze, cast aluminum, and found steel sculpture about three years after planting.
This really illustrates my gardening aesthetic as well as anything else I have—a blurring of lines between hardscaping, ground cover, perennials, shrub, tree, and art. Part of it is sheer laziness/reluctance; I don’t like weeding and I’ve never learned the finer points of pruning, other than to remove dead wood and prevent destructive incursions. The other part is that I don’t really like distinct boundaries and am apt to overplant, inviting the most vigorous of the competing plants to emerge victorious.