Years ago my beau and I were living on an absolutely barren knoll in a cruddy old Airstream trailer in the foothills above Trancas Beach when the notion seized us to entirely encircle our eyesore home in plantings of giant timber bamboo for privacy, shade and some exotic greenery.
In eager anticipation we dug trenches, hauled in amendments to enrich the wretched clay soil, ran irrigation lines. The trailer itself had no functional indoor plumbing, but we made sure the bamboo-to-come would...
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