Recently we had 2 China Berry trees fall. This in addition to all the trees we lost in the flood, hit us hard. These trees we planted ourselves, from small starts that had come for each of our Mothers. We planted them on the sunny side of the ole Quonset, giving us protection from the sun. Being as the Quonset had a tin roof, and our summers can get to 100 plus degrees, were were grateful for every inch they grew and every leaf they put on over the past 27 years. Even tho their spring time blooms would be brought into the house on young childrens shoes, it was a small price to pay for their delectable shade.
When they fell, they left and amazing hole in our heart. Since the flood the landscape around here changed dramatically. So to see more trees fall, just hurt. It took us about 2 weeks to clean them all up, but the process certainly gave us time to say good-bye, or did we say good-bye. We soon learned that those 2 trees were still giving. We have a huge pile of firewood for the fireplace, and outdoor pit. The smaller twigs are in a pile drying and will be used as kindling some day, and even the piles of sawdust that was created by the chainsaw will be saved and used as a mulch on Tom's Blueberry Plants. The sawdust has the right Ph for the Blueberries, I am lucky that Tom knows these things. The only thing that we didn't use was the actual berries, My MIL, Elnora used to make necklaces and bracelets from the Chinaberry berries. All in all the gift of those trees has been amazing and I am truly grateful. Ny