There are two, planted in each of the eastern corners of Cobble Hill Park. This one, a block from home, presiding over the cab route on Clinton (I consider myself to be blessed to be near this arterial stream of cabs, so rare in Brooklyn, returning to the heart of Manhattan), anyway - this tree reminds me of the round green things on brown trunks that I drew as a child. A tree kind of a tree.
The Chinese native is considered invasive in warm-winter climates, as it sets seed very easily. In winter its
pods are very beautiful. Right now it smells a lot like honey, and is full of bees.
There are two, planted in each of the eastern corners of Cobble Hill Park. This one, a block from home, presiding over the cab route on Clinton (I consider myself to be blessed to be near this arterial stream of cabs, so rare in Brooklyn, returning to the heart of Manhattan), anyway - this tree reminds me of the round green things on brown trunks that I drew as a child. A tree kind of a tree.
The Chinese native is considered invasive in warm-winter climates, as it sets seed very easily. In winter its pods are very beautiful. Right now it smells a lot like honey, and is full of bees.
Tree trees. We need more of them.
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