First, the disclaimer. I know I said the plant is specifically Pinus strobus ‘Nana,’ and that’s how mine came to me, but here’s the wrinkle: ‘Nana’ is kind of a grab-bag name for many relatively compact- or mounded-growing Eastern white pines, a long-needled species native to Eastern North America, from Canada to Georgia and out to Ohio and Illinois.
Today, you can shop for named varieties that are really compact, with distinctive and somewhat more predictable shapes, like‘Coney Island’ or ‘Blue Shag’ (to name two cultivars selected by the late Sydney Waxman at the University of Connecticut, who had a particular passion for this species).
I could have pinched the tips of the new growth, or candles, by half each year to keep the generic plants I brought home decades ago somewhat more contained, but frankly I like that they have grown up along with me and the rest of the garden’s original plants. (Oh, and I am lazy about such things.) There is not a day in the year I am not happy to look out at them, set about 30 feet apart behind the house.
One was meant to be the right flank of a small frog pool (below) I’d dug early on, placing a Japanese umbrella pine I’d carried from my old garden on the left side, with an existing old rhododendron in the middle. Now the three have all but overrun the pool, but the fish don’t seem to mind.Neither do I.
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