I don't like conifers. I have said it before and I will (most likely) say it again. I have never liked them. They sit there looking lumpy-like and pretty much unchanging all year. They have very little going for them.
Except, of course there is an except. The one word to start shouting at this point is gingko. Now I love a good gingko and have two of them in my garden. They are of course a deciduous conifer. Aha I can then retort, it is deciduous, not one of those flipping evergreen ones that sit there lumpy-like and pretty much unchanging all year.
Also in the acceptable range of conifers is the larch, specifically the japanese larch. I have one of these planted in the driveway and again it is a deciduous conifer. At the very end of the drive is a large solid looking evergreen conifer. I do not know its name; it is lumpy-like and pretty much unchanging but it does house a couple of nesting wood pigeons each year so it does have a purpose. I would not have planted it, if it dies I would not cry, but it does not offend me enough that I want to remove it (yet).
I have, however, recently purchased three small conifers. This has been the result of a gradual turn about-face. I saw one that I liked and then I realised where they would look good, and, well, purchasing occurred.
I hereby annouce the presence of:
Let me also annouce:
and now the third and final annoucement:
Of course you will probably have guessed by now where these have all ended up...