I make plenty, but this month I want to lament the mistakes that nature makes.
Last fall a freak storm brought trees all over our state crashing to the ground, and draped limbs over electrical wires. I lost several young trees that I had planted in 2006. Losing a cherished plant, especially a tree where you have invested in such a long term promise to the future, is discouraging.
I lost the young Prunus 'Okame' that graced the front walk, next to our post light.
It is the earliest of the flowering cherries to bloom, and for me that was usually March 30, which means I would be admiring it just now. It was a lovely cool pink in fog, baby pink in sunshine, and in November it wore deep orange foliage.
I pruned up the lower branch to even out the slight lean, but that was after these pictures, and I never got a shot of it in its more elegant shape.
This was the last I saw of the Okame cherry, after the storm.
I think nature made a mistake. She could not have meant to eliminate such a beautiful young tree from my garden, not one with pretty flowers like these.
It's hard to describe how spectacularly the entire guest room glowed pink when the strengthening sun shone on this little tree in April. It filled the entire room with color.
Even in deep morning shade near the house it glowed.
This was my last view of the Oklahoma redbud, still in full leaf in October, the day after the storm.
I will miss this tree, not just its glorious bloom color, but the dapper round headed shape it was developing, and its healthy glossy green foliage. Nature made a big goof taking this tree down just as it was growing into a lovely specimen.
The flowering cherry and the redbud are the two I will miss the most, partly because they had come along so far from little saplings five years before, but I lost other small trees too.
I lost another redbud, a Cercis canadensis 'Forest Pansy' that I had just planted a few months earlier in the year. Poor little twig, it never had a chance to show me its charms. I liked its rich mahogany leaf color, but I never got to see it bloom. Surely that had to be a mistake. Not even a full season in my garden.
There isn't a picture to show you of Forest Pansy after the storm. It was simply a stick lying prone on the ground about 10 feet away where the wind had blown the slender severed trunk.
And a young but rangy tuliptree fell down. And a sweetgum was lost.
None of this is a tragedy. It doesn't compare to the devastation of tornadoes that blow down people's homes and whole towns. This isn't even close. It's just a mistake --- an oops in the garden that nature caused.
But I will miss these trees.