You know that I have been excited about our new home, but there are things I will sorely miss after the move. One is my neighbor's tree. It's some sort of maple, but it is my personal barometer for the arrival of Fall. I don't usually notice it until IT HAPPENS. The day I walk out my back door and become aware of the yellow canopy above:Her greenery will magically transform into a symphony of gold, seemingly overnight. The carpet of leaves underfoot thickens by the day, as each leaf breaks away from its lofty perch and tumbles onto our parking spots.Roger isn't so fond of the tree. He sees Poo Woo's water dish, collecting leaves. He also sees the dog's food dish, that must be voided of leaves before more food can be added.Me? I'm really gonna miss this tree, and her fantastic display. There aren't any trees on our property quite as magnificent, and certainly none that will immediately greet me at my back door.Besides, her leaves match my dog.
However, thanks to Pamela, I may soon have some trees of my own that will burst into a vibrant fall color. She answered a question I had about her "Two Trees" post, and did a lot of research for me! Turns out that her neighbor got them from the local Rotary club, so she had to ask HIM about the trees. He gave her the number of the Parks Department lady, who in turn, had to call her "tree guy." And after all that effort (thanks again, Pamela!), I will be on the hunt for some "Fall Purple" (sometimes called "Autumn Purple") White Ash trees!