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Trees

‍Bare-branch winter. Trees take on personality not noticed behind the screen of summer green. Consider, for example, tulip poplar, a neat, somewhat prim tree who spends life as a tidy column, orderly limbs thrown sharply heavenward like the praise stance of a church choir. Different, much different, than rangy oak. Oaks are cowboy trees, their strong limbs thrust this way and that at wide, irregular intervals, all the while branching and branching and branching again to take as much sky-space as possible. And then there are those hippie sourwoods, arrow-straight in early years, with lithe trunk bending and swaying and curving as they age; yoga mama tricksters growing into near impossible poses. Who grows in your yard? ~K