My Mom hates them because they are messy trees to have in the yard, always dropping bits and pieces of peeling bark. I like them. As a child I would pull the peeling sections off the tree and use them as writing paper or whatever else my vivid imagination could conjure up. We don’t have any in our yard; these were taken at my Mom’s house in the Adirondacks just yesterday when I took her home after her week-long visit to New Jersey.
Posted by Lynne on 05/10/2007 at 01:27 PM
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