Sayonara Samara
You know those whirly-gig helicopter seedlings that soft maple trees shed in the spring by the gazillions, clogging gutters and sprouting little trees in all the places you don’t want trees, like your flower bed, cracks in the sidewalk and your manicured fire bush hedge that you’re so proud of? Those seedlings are called samaras. As a kid we used to bite off the seed, and put the blade on our tongue, blow and make a buzzing sound, like locusts in the fall. We have a huge soft maple tree at the back of our house. In fact, Ginnie and I were married under that tree ten years ago. In ...