Today ‘sucks septic piles’ (a quote from Poppet, rather unforgettable and oddly appropriate for the day). The first septic tank is buried out front. I actually knew the location from the obnoxious white pipe sticking out of the ground. So, years ago, I decided to hide said offending object with ‘plantings’.
No one mentioned how happy those planting would be, nesting as they were over a wonderful source of nutrients.
It's currently being chain-sawed into bite-sized bits and a nice young man is hacking away at the roots. I asked about transplanting.
He grimaced. I dropped that idea.
All I can say is ... better them than me.