Nothing beats a machine. Rent a mini-excavator. Dig up the whole root ball. It’s expensive. It’s loud. It’s cathartic.
You’ll find rhizomes that look like alien tentacles. Thick, white, and angry. You will pull them out by the armful. It feels like playing God.
But guess what? Miss one tiny piece of rhizome? It grows back. That one inch of root is a phoenix. A green, endless phoenix.