Well, That’s a Relief
I stepped outside on Saturday and noticed that the Weeping Willow (Salix babylonica) across the street had undergone a significant downsizing. It had suffered substantial breakage from the last couple of storms, and I wondered if its current state was a prelude to being taken down entirely.
That would be a shame. This tree provides a very substantial presence for the whole area where our two suburban streets join in a T. Though it is in the neighbors’ yard, I feel like it is part of my own garden. It frequently provides a backdrop to Judy’s photos of our front borders and parkway plantings.
Without this Willow, the whole corner it occupies would seem rather bleak.
So I knocked on our neighbors’ door to get the story. Turns out, they had brought in an arborist to take a look after the storms had brought down some big limbs. The arborist had recommended taking the whole tree down. Fortunately, our neighbors have good hearts and decided to let the Willow have at least another year or two.
So the arborist did some trimming with safety and the tree’s health in mind. These Willows don’t live that long, about 50 years normally in Chicago. The neighbors aren’t sure, but they think that this one must be at least 45. I’m glad it will have at least one more season.
Do you feel attached to nearby trees that aren’t in your own garden?