It took three days, but I finally got our two large, pot-busting palm trees (which my mom grew from seeds) transplanted into their final resting places in our backyard. Started by digging two holes halfway, filling them with water to loosen up the dirt, and then letting them soak overnight. Next day, after I dug, and then dug some more to get the holes deep enough to accept the big batch of roots each palm tree had, I discovered that there was a thick layer of clay that got even thicker from all the water I soaked the holes with. Hitting a buttload of various sized rocks also did not help in getting the holes deep enough. Finally got them transplanted and I have to say that they both look much happier for all the effort. There was one day when I did all this digging and moving under the watchful eye a squirrel just on the other side of our canyon fence. He’s hiding in picture #11.
