life is messy sometimes…there is no getting around it…many years ago a young couple across the street was given a nice sized tree as a house warming gift…
they proudly planted it in their front yard anticipating the shade it would provide in the years to come…the tree grew and grew way past the second story of their house…
the couple divorced and moved away…
not long after the new owners moved in the tree had matured enough to start making pods…
curvy brown pods… some almost a foot long….lots of them every autumn…you don’t even know they are there until the leaves fall..
the present owner is contemplating chopping the tree down…
I am a huge fan of trees…and marvel at them every day…but I must confess I’ve had my moments of not Loving this particular tree…the wind blows the rattly pods into our yard and all down the gutters edge…
we sweep and rake them again and again each autumn filling several large bags before they finally all fall down…
the neighbor has his work cut out for him…with LOTS more than that to deal with…I have tried to see the beauty in them…
they are a nice shape…I fondly call them “poop pods”…oh my…who said that…not sure if the tree is some sort of Locust…
it took a rest last year and there were no pods…we were all overjoyed…so maybe it deserves a chance if it is only going to be a pain every other year from now on…
as I was raking a bunch yesterday I had the idea that they might look nice sprayed gold…we could add them to the greens we put outside for the holidays…I couldn’t find the gold paint…
this red is not really doing it for me…
not a big fan of spray paint anyway…this can is probably ten years old at least…I tried to find some redeeming quality but off to the city compost heap they will go…
happy last T Tuesday in November…I am enjoying a cup of homemade Yogi tea with the rain gently falling outside…trying to find my *twinkle*…
won’t you join us for tea over at Kimmie’s…there are more bloggers that join in…you don’t even need to drink tea
“Optimism is a kind of heart stimulant – the digitalis of failure” ~Elbert Hubbard


















































































