The Harder They Fall
Remember back in April, how the white flowers of our Serviceberries (Amelanchier x grandiflora ‘Autumn Brilliance”) mingled with pink flowers of the neighbors’ Crabapple?
Looks pretty nice, doesn’t it?
Well, that won’t be happening again any time soon. After two days of wind and rain, the Crabapple just keeled over. It had been in decline for a few years, so it wasn’t a complete shock.
It just broke open at the base, which seemed unusual to me. Looked like it had been rotting on the inside for some time.
I’ll miss the old pink Crabapple, but I doubt our Serviceberries will. Right now they’re probably thinking: “Finally! We can breathe!” The Crab did crowd them, and also blocked the morning sun. Wouldn’t be surprised if the Serviceberries put on a good deal of growth this year.
The neighbors told me they were thinking of replacing the Crab with a weeping cherry. This is not a tree I would have picked. For one thing, it wants more sun than it will get in this spot. Plus, it’s a sterile trees whose only purpose in life is to be pretty.
However, I bit my tongue. I don’t like preachy people, so I don’t like to be preachy myself.
.In other news involving tottering hunks of wood, a large branch of the Siberian Elm in our back garden fell to earth over the weekend. It had broken off near the top months ago. Since then, I’ve watched its slow progress downward. Every couple of weeks it would fall a few feet and get snagged by another branch, as if it were taking a very leisurely scenic route home.
It could have fallen in such a way as to cause substantial damage to: 1) our Peonies; 2) the power lines to the house; 3) the bird feeding pole; or 4) the head of a person, such as myself, sitting and daydreaming on the patio below.
It did none of these things, for which I am grateful. Instead, it landed on the Wild Currant (Ribes americanum). You can’t really damage Wild Currant by dropping branches on it.
I think I’ll just leave the branch where it is. I have a laissez faire attitude toward falling pieces of tree. Small sticks and twigs I usually leave on the lawn. (I know people who go around picking up all the twigs on their grass, which strikes me as bizarre.) Larger stuff gets thrown into the wilder beds and borders, sometimes after a bit of dismembering.
Any large hunks of wood falling onto your garden lately?