Walk Through Holy Week With Me: Legend of the Dogwood

As the legend goes, dogwood trees blossom at Easter. With cross-shaped bracts, petals tinged blood-red at the edges, thorny crown in the center, the blossoming tree does get me thinking. Every year. Like clock work. (See 2006 post about watching the dogwood tree.)

Incidentally, I took the picture above with my Nikon D3 today on ISO 100. Nice performance on the low end of that camera’s range.

Any bets on whether she will blossom by Sunday morning? Check back tomorrow for an update.

But the red maples are all aglow today! This is my October Glory red maple.

Here’s another one of my red maple.

And here’s the sad little purple leaf plum. Why sad?

Check out her support brace: electrical tape and an old piece of lumber, put there by Mike in a last-ditch effort to save Gregory’s Tree from the ax.

Incidentally, this is not my recommended method for attempting to correct a leaning tree. To be clear: I wanted to cut the tree down, but Mike said he couldn’t bear cutting it down and was going to try to straighten her. I said, “Whatever,” and washed my hands of that sad little tree. Father, forgive me.

She has quite a lean, just one thing in her long list of problems.