The Old Willow Tree
Most of the trees at Three Roods Farm were planted by Greg, our family and the interns. Some maples were started by the wind-blown seeds and some nut and oak trees were helped along by the squirrels. But the big willow tree at the entrance to our farm was there before we were. My father said it was his favorite tree. Here’s how it looked in October.This month a huge storm with terrible tornadoes hit the midwest. We lost power for a few hours. Some of our neighbors were without power for a couple of days. The willow lost a huge limb. Greg hired a fellow with a ‘cherry picker’ to come saw off the hanging branches, known as ‘widow makers’. Here’s what the tree looks like now.
Greg cut some of it up for tipi firewood. He chopped some into smaller pieces.Willow wood is light and will burn quickly. But this is how we make the best of our misfortune. I wheeled the wood over to our new wood shed and tucked it away under the tarp. Note the new rain barrel painted by dear friend Karen Page. Greg happened to have a perfect size gutter piece in the barn amongst countless odd bits of junk he’s collected through the years. Now I need to figure out how to affix the gutter to the roof of the wood shed so as to harvest the rain water next spring.