My Broken Willow

Recently (at least in a tree’s life), I landscaped my backyard and spent quite a bit on excavation, trees, plants, a firepit, boulders, and all that good stuff.  Trees are my favorite.  I wish I had a forest in my backyard, especially because it faces west.  I picked out two willows and put them in the middle of my yard so that they would grow and someday provide shade.  They weren’t puny things; they were about 30-40 feet tall.  Although sparse in the branches and leaves department, my landscaper assured me willows grow fast, and in not too many years they’d be touching, creating a nice canopy of shade. Continue reading