It’s that time of year when my crabapple tree is in full bloom. It’s just gorgeous. I love nestling in amongst the fragrant blossoms and spending time watching the bees execute their pollination dance. Unfortunately, this is the last time I’ll enjoy it.
The tree was planted just before I moved into my house, which makes it about 17 years old. I’ve watched it grow and flourish, but for the last several years branches have been dying. And it’s wreaking havoc with the planter box. A major front yard overhaul is in order and I’m sorry to say that the tree is on its last limb. As soon as it’s done flowering, it’s coming out. I’ll miss not having it as part of my landscape every spring.
The bird poop, though? That’s another story ...
The bird poop, though? That’s another story ...
1 comment:
Ha Ha!! You said poop!
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