Would you like to see the trees of B______? They are just beginning to turn. This is “winter,” to be followed in about a month by “spring.”
That’s the Chinese Pistache down the street. We have one too, very tiny, just put in by the city last spring. It’s already lost all its leaves.
Here’s a little liquidamber tree. Don’t the leaves look like little jewels? And I’m standing under a mayten tree — those are the leaves dropping down from above. I don’t know what I think about those. Pretty, I guess. They can have a pretty drooping look, but are also classified as invasive. Hmmm. [I looked it up — they’re from Chile.]
Here’s the persimmon tree, which I believe I have showed you before. Its leaves were a lovely orange last week, but now they’ve mostly fallen and the remaining ones are yellow.
Now we’re on campus. I love these gingko trees.
Apparently a strange and rare African tree. It was moved from across campus about 15 years ago. I don’t think it is enjoying all the construction traffic.
I don’t know what this is, either — probably some kind of ornamental prunus. And behind it a redwood.
K gets angry at me for not liking it here more. Partly I don’t like it because it’s too obvious. What’s not to like about this state by the ocean? It’s pretty. The climate is mild. I admit that I would rather live someplace that’s a little harder to like. But I also like a place with four seasons — where it snows and everything is transformed, and then transformed again in the spring. I also like gear — winter boots, mittens, mud rooms, hammocks, bicycles. Things that you need at one time of year and then put away for the next. Another thing though is not exactly knowing what it ought to look like here. You can grow nearly everything here, and people do, so you have to go far away to see what the landscape really wants to look like. None of those trees above are local, except for the redwood. Without people there would probably be some oaks, some toyon, and then grassland with some chapparal around here. It’s actually a lot easier to get a sense of the seasons when you go out to the parks.
This is more like what it wants to look like around here.
I admit that since I’ve started taking walks out in the parks around I actually like it better here. It’s beginning to seem more like a real place, and not just some strange snowless replica of an eastern town.