You can blame Jaquandor for much of this post. A bit ago, he linked to this lovely poem about an old maple tree coming down.
I don’t think I pay attention to the trees, or nature generally, enough. A couple months ago, a huge branch fell from our tree, a maple as it turns out, in the farthest part of the back yard. The massive branch, too heavy for me to move, barely missed the shed, but it turned into an accordion our compost container.
Just recently, the branches have been removed, and the tree is now clipped, but still massive. Continue reading “The falling leaves, and other parts”