My love of oaks
Michael
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So, this is not Chicago. I was born, raised, and live in the Salt Lake area. Our native oaks are scrub oaks (Quercus gambelii).
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Gardens
May 4, 2021
So, this is not Chicago. I was born, raised, and live in the Salt Lake area. Our native oaks are scrub oaks (Quercus gambelii).
My tree story is going to be about the Tanyosho pine.
Our favorite backyard red oak estimated to be 100 years old finally passed away to heart rot.
My mother was an avid gardener her whole life. Despite working full-time, she spent countless hours tending to her perennial garden and magnolia trees.
Have you felt anything from a tree? Sure, comfort from sitting it its shade, amazement at its beauty, wonder at the intricacy of a leaf--more than that? Sometimes, the living trees give a gift.
I love trees, so when I see sickly ones that have reached their natural end, I do what needs to be done and replace them.
When I first got married I desperately wanted a garden. And trees, lots of trees. After much hand-wringing, I decided on a honey locust next to our home.
My beautiful crabapple grows happily right in the front of my house. The reason I can attest to its happiness is that several times, during the spring and summer, it is sprayed with fungicide
