I Love a Good Smoke Tree
You may know that Smoke Tree (Cotinus) has wooed me for years – and the plumes – well, they almost make my knees buckle. But this one was getting too big for its britches and was blocking a sweet view. So I had to do the only noble thing. Snip Snip, Snip, and snip again.
As the stems fell to the ground my almost eyes teary eyes instead began to twinkle. I had a goldmine. Or at least a fun hour ahead.
What else in the garden ‘needed’ some pruning? I had to find out.
Was this all a grand scheme only to create a floral arrangement or two?
Perhaps,
but it made for one satisfied client (otherwise known as my obliging parents) as the unruly tree had been ruled. Their child (me, yes actually, an adult) was appeased and quite entertained. And their living room botanically adorned.
That makes for a happy family.
