Thursday, January 27, 2011
Tree Planting Season
Before the trees arrived, I was a little worried that the girls would eat them but husband just looked at me and said, "Honey, don't worry. These are TREES - not seedlings." Once I saw them, it sunk in. The new trees have 2.75 inch trunks and are about 12 feet tall.
Caddo Maples are hardy, drought resistant hard maples that are native to Oklahoma and have lovely foliage in the fall. Caddo county, a county west of us, is where they originally morphed. Husband planted a few from seed that did very well at the house he lived in Oklahoma City, years ago, but last year we had too much going to to devote much time to tree planting. Also, it isn't like we are going to live forever so if we want to enjoy them, we figure we'd get a jump start on growth.
Here is a cite with photos of mature trees.
The girls came out to supervise from time to time but mainly took naps and watched out the window, oddly enough, by choice.
We were so pleased with how healthy they are that we are considering ordering a few more. We already have two Post Oaks, a Bald Cypress, lots of Cedars, Bradford Pears (that surely won't live much longer), a couple of gnarly pines and some really, really, really ugly Elms. REALLY ugly.
As much as I hate removing trees, a few days ago, we took out a disgusting Silver Maple and a sickly Redbud from the front yard. One of the Caddos took the place of the Redbud.
As I am writing this, it occurs to me I haven't seen the girls in awhile. They're outside. I should go check on them.
On the south side of the yard, in front of the barn, we have a number of Native Pecan babies that may or may not make it. We ordered them from the forestry service, last year, and heeled them in until they were about a foot tall. In the backyard, we also have a couple of baby Willow Oaks that we brought back from Virginia. I love Willow Oaks but don't have high hopes that these will survive the Oklahoma droughts and hot summers. Moreover, the one that looked the most promising ended up half eaten by Pearl last summer and we aren't sure it will recover or be worth saving. When she showed up with a stick in her mouth in that great prairie of a backyard, my heart sunk. Yup, it was the top half of my best beloved baby Willow Oak. She looked so proud of herself that I just sighed. Fortunately, she isn't bad about that sort of thing as a rule. The landscapers said the baby Willow Oaks still looked pretty healthy (if now ill formed) so I'll be hauling water buckets all over the place for the next few weeks until the spring rains arrive.
I am not one who particularly likes the look of a yard that is filled with a wide variety of specimen trees. I think it starts looking strange and unnatural so when we get more trees, I wouldn't be adverse to getting more Caddos if we can get more healthy ones. Any trees we get we want to be native to Oklahoma to increase the likelihood of their survival and, well, just because.
As dry as things get in Oklahoma, we actually have a drainage problem around the house and need to do some work to divert what rain we get around from the front and north side to the pasture. So once we get that in place, we'll consider where to put the next tree. Until that work is done, we don't want to risk planting a new tree right in the way.
I have my bag packed in case I get a call that grandson is on the way. Getting pretty excited about that and sure hope he decides to pick a time when NYC isn't covered up with a snowstorm. They've had a string of tough winters. As for us, it is sunny and mid sixties, today, and sunny and 70 degrees expected for tomorrow. I love Oklahoma.
Aw crap! The girls just came in with dirty feet. Ran out to check and they have half dug up the new Caddo in the backyard!! The burlap around the ball is all exposed. I stood there horrified and cussing while husband just laughed.
That man is going to live longer than I do. While I am dead in the grave from a stroke, he is going to be drinking beer, puffing on cigarettes (I am sure he will take back up the habit before I am in my grave - he's just been waiting for the opportunity) and enjoying our Caddos from the back porch. Probably with a couple of dogs nearby to keep him company.
Happy Quilting, Penny, Evelyn and Pearl