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<\/a>I took this photo of the old poplar tree — probably a liriodendron, or tulip poplar — about a dozen years ago, looking down from the hilltop towards the old barn. The farmhouse is out of the picture, off to the right.<\/p><\/div>\n
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Is that why the single linden, or basswood, tree at Glen Villa speaks to me so memorably? It stands alone at the end of the big lawn, not silhouetted against the sky like the tree at my grandparents’ farm but backed by a hillside of trees, shades of green that in autumn become magnificence incarnate.<\/p>\n
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<\/a>Autumn foliage becomes more dramatic against a stormy sky. I took this photo a few years ago.<\/p><\/div>\n
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I’ve travelled a lot this year, and haven’t been at Glen Villa, my house in rural Quebec, to chronicle the linden’s growth. Not that it is growing much: at 100 years or more, it has reached its full height and girth. Still, having decided to be part of Lucy Corrander’s ‘following a tree’ meme at Loose and Leafy<\/a>, (thanks as always, Lucy) each month I’ve found something to say.<\/p>\n In January<\/a>, I choose my tree, thankfully discarding the little contorted hazel (Corylus avellana<\/em> ‘Red Majestic’) that I ‘followed’\u00a0in 2014. (I came to dislike that tree quite heartily. I’m not unhappy to report that winter almost did it in.) \u00a0In February<\/a>, escaping the winter’s brutal cold in an only slightly warmer South Carolina, I wrote\u00a0about the various names the tree goes by, and why I call it a linden rather than a basswood, the more commonly used name in these parts. In March<\/a> I wrote factually\u00a0about the tree and how, for me, it conforms to the Platonic ideal form. As the snow was melting in early\u00a0April<\/a>, I described what is underneath the tree — a blue haze of grape hyacinth (Muscari armeniacum<\/em>) that fills\u00a0the tree’s shadow line. I was in Italy in May,<\/a> and without access to\u00a0images\u00a0of the linden,\u00a0\u00a0I photographed\u00a0the beautiful trees that were blooming around me and showed them instead.<\/p>\n But now it is June, and I’m home again. I missed this year’s blue haze of muscari altogether — a pity, since for me it signals\u00a0the beginning of the growing season.<\/p>\n This photo looking towards the house is from 2010.<\/p><\/div>\n <\/p>\n Yesterday, under perfect early summer conditions, the linden showed itself in full glory, fat and round and leafy.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Blue muscari mimic the shadow line of the tree, like a bruise healing after a hurtful winter. We leave the grass longer to allow the muscari foliage to die back naturally.<\/p><\/div>\n <\/p>\n The blossoms that give the linden its distinct perfume are beginning to form now. They aren’t showy — in fact, they are quite\u00a0inconspicuous. For several weeks\u00a0they and the paler green leaflet that accompanies them will hang down heavily, giving the tree a despondent air\u00a0— like\u00a0a child dropping\u00a0her head in shame.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n<\/a><\/a>