Planting Trees

People our age do not usually plant trees, for obvious reasons.  At most, we will plant annual flower seedlings, and even those can take a big dose of optimism.  As the old joke goes, we don’t even buy green bananas anymore.

But a few years ago, the young neighbors catty-corner to our back yard put up a monstrous piece of playground equipment with a curling sliding board enclosed in a big tube for safety.  The whole thing looks like a Marcus Hook oil refinery.  I would have enjoyed watching kids play on it, but they almost never use it, and I wanted to block the view.

So, two years ago, I planted a Leland spruce that was supposed to be an rapid grower, and, sure enough, in just that short time it has grown four feet and now, at ten feet high, is doing its job perfectly.

Now my age is an advantage.  Someday, it will be too big, towering over the neighborhood, but it won’t be my problem.

About Roger Walck

My reasons for writing this blog are spelled out in the posting of 10/1/2012, Montaigne's Essays. They are probably not what you think.
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