While working outside this autumn, my eye caught a flash of pure
yellow far up in the high pasture. Alas,
it was a tree with leaves so brilliant they took my breath away. I stopped what I was doing and trekked
excitedly thru the tundra.
As I got closer I blinked . . . and blinked again. A maple?! Were my eyes deceiving me? Where
had this jewel come from? Good grief, I
had never noticed it before! I ran back
to the house to grab my camera and Stan Tekiela’s Trees of Minnesota.
Sure enough, it was a Black Maple badly in need of trimming and
TLC. I completely devoted the next day
to the care of this unexpected treasure.
I can only imagine a seed blew in from my neighbor to the north’s farm and,
with the grace of God, took hold in the
most desolate region of my pasture.
What a wonderful gift! There
is nothing as thrilling as discovering a brand new tree . . . and a true beauty
at that!
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You did a wonderful job with the maple tree! Maple is the symbol of Canada, as you know. So glad you discovered the treasure on your land. A few days ago, we were visited by a red-breasted nut hatch. He was so delightfully beautiful and so charming!
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