One of the lessons I’ve learned from my DIY gardening attempts is knowing when to give up and just start over. Sometimes that means disposing of a dead plant and literally planting something new. Other times it means brutal pruning and a season of waiting to see what happens. In the case of my forsythia, I had to give up a few weeks ago and admit defeat. I have two very old bushes, one on each corner of my house. My dad and I moved them from the back yard to the front the first summer we lived On Sutton Place. They are very old but incredibly hardy. Even though I know how to prune forsythia, the past few years I have been trimming off only the wild shoots. As a result they got very top heavy. When I started to trim them this year I realized drastic measures would have to be taken.
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