wenty-one years ago, it wasn’t much to look at. Barely 7 feet tall, its spindly branches seemed anemic and its wispy leaves too wan to offer much shade from the scorching summer sun. But we loved the house and the property had possibilities – one of them being that the lone tree in the front yard could be replaced. So, we bought the place and moved in with our two toddler sons. A year flew by and the tree survived. That first autumn I planted tulips, daffodils and crocuses around its base and dreamed of springtime flowers. I wasn’t disappointed. When March came, tiny white crocuses peeked out from the bark we’d scattered at the tree’s base. Next came brilliant yellow daffodils and scarlet tulips. The tree grew and so did our family/Cindy Hval, SR Front Porch. More here.
DFO: This column ends badly. I thought I should warn you, especially if you're a tree lover.
Question: Did your family have a favorite tree?