Thursday, April 25, 2013
I like the texture of early weeping willows against the sky.
This willow is nearing 30 feet tall now. I got the start as a single short switch in a gallon bucket years ago from my friend, Robin, who has since died of breast cancer.
This tree is extra special and it makes me unspeakably happy when it greens every year. It's the first tree on our place to get leaves.
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