See? it's hard to see the shad in among the rest of the trees. The best views, obviously are when there is a single--or a couple of--trees in the middle of a field or at the edge of the forest. There was the most beautiful shad I've ever seen in the field next to the crappy little house Jamie & I lived in outside of AuSable. Every year we'd watch it until it was peak, then walk up to it to admire it. Sometimes life is really simple.
Right now the cherry trees are blooming. It's hard to tell the cherries from the shads because their blossoms are almost identical. You pretty much have to get right up to the tree to look at the bark--shad bark is gray and cherry bark is a beautiful warm dark red-brown.
I have a cherry tree in the middle of my yard that I've watched grow from 6' to its present 30'. It's very pretty but Henry always wanted to cut it down because it looks stoopid out there by itself. I'd say to him "But what about your idea that we need to appreciate an individual tree and it's contribution to the landscape?" He meant on the horizon, not in the middle of the yard. Oh well, it's a pretty tree but it's not n the middle of the yard anymore, since Peter changed the shape and size of the yard with his backhoe. I got all disoriented (er, I mean disorientated) walking around the yard the other day and couldn't find the cherry tree. Finally found it and it looked to be in a funny place, way to the side. Of course it hadn't been moved, just the yard had. It sure doesn't stick out now, it's become part of the forest.
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