Okay, so here's the mys-tree: What does anyone see in a sycamore tree?!? After moving into the new house in the spring, I started watching the most prominent tree in the front yard to see what it would be like in the four seasons. It didn't do anything spectacular in spring or summer, but I was very hopeful that it would turn some amazing, blazing shade of orange for fall. No. It didn't. In fact, it hardly changed at all.
Finally, after all the other trees were past their peak, this tree's leaves turned a dull yellowish-brown. Then they just dried out, and about 3/4 of them fell off. The other 1/4 are still clinging to the branches in a pathetic-looking way. "Well, ppbbbbbblllllpp!" I said, and thought, "That's not much of a tree." But the tree wasn't finished un-impressing me. Then, for winter, it started dropping all those little spiky balls. You know, those ones that look kind of quaint and country-ish in someone else's yard, but when they're in your own yard, you realize there are at least a million of them, covering the grass and waiting to wreak havoc on your mower. Unless you rake them. And good luck with that!
So, it is with feelings of triumph and anticipation that I announce my intention to have that sorry excuse for a tree removed in the spring. Unless anyone can give me a really great reason for keeping it. Got one?
Ooo--we love those things. We go around the neighborhood and the kids love to collect them and glue googly eyes on them. But of course, they're not all over our lawn. Yeah, I think I'd get rid of that tree, too.
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