At the top of my driveway is a large white cedar tree. It is deciduous, and leaves a big, fat mess for months in the autumn.
But, in the spring, when the tender green buds start emerging against the vibrant blue sky, I always forgive it for the work it has created.
By early summer, it is sporting a dense canopy which shelters birds of all kinds. The kookaburras delight in sitting in it and starting their merry cacophony at around 5 am .. this is not my idea of peace on earth!
Poor old cedar tree, you did cop an unscheduled pruning, courtesy of Cyclone Yasi.
Now, I’ll have to wait for next spring to see if this old tree can regain some of her previous glory.