My friend Dick Morrill sent me a cool note about this piece. Only thing you need to know is that Dick is TALL and skinny:
"Thanks for putting together all the things I love about these trees. I think they are the also the first to let go of their gutter clogging tiny leaves.
"At a house warming party, (1982?) Jack Schmidt brought a platter of Locust blooms and a large bowl of whipped cream. I remember how he taught me to take a sprig, swoop the flowers across the bowl, tilt my head back and lower the lushness into my mouth. And again, swoop tilt, lower. Yum. The aftertaste is like snow peas.
"In the spring, I like to find a Locust in bloom and low enough for me to be able to reach up, tilt my head and chew on the blossoms, without having to use my hands to pull the branch down to my level. That’s how giraffes do it. Note the resemblance. 🤔"
Here's a great comment from Dan Silverman, a great carpenter, Wellfleet town moderator, former town fire chief:
"Someone once told me that locust posts rot an hour before concrete ones."
My friend Dick Morrill sent me a cool note about this piece. Only thing you need to know is that Dick is TALL and skinny:
"Thanks for putting together all the things I love about these trees. I think they are the also the first to let go of their gutter clogging tiny leaves.
"At a house warming party, (1982?) Jack Schmidt brought a platter of Locust blooms and a large bowl of whipped cream. I remember how he taught me to take a sprig, swoop the flowers across the bowl, tilt my head back and lower the lushness into my mouth. And again, swoop tilt, lower. Yum. The aftertaste is like snow peas.
"In the spring, I like to find a Locust in bloom and low enough for me to be able to reach up, tilt my head and chew on the blossoms, without having to use my hands to pull the branch down to my level. That’s how giraffes do it. Note the resemblance. 🤔"
Seth, you're weird. But nice poem.
I love this! Didn't know what this was before, now I do!