Note: I wrote "flowering", but in reality, the color of the Dogwoods -- in this case white; I have reds & pinks ... if they ever do show any color again -- is from the "bract" which holds the small, non-spectacular flower inside. The bract is what gives the tree color, but it is not the flower.
As I wrote in an earlier post, I have added six new Japanese Maple trees to my homestead this year. Prior to adding those new trees, I had five Japanese Maples in the ground -- one with green leaves & four with red leaves. The six new trees are mostly of the green variety, but with different leaf shapes & bark color. As they grow it will add to the mixture of colors & shapes in the North yard landscape.
The Japanese Maple above is a variety known as "Bloodgood", for the intense red color it displays in both the Spring & Fall. All four of my "Bloodgoods" have a pleasing shape to the trunk & branches. This particular tree is the one I see when watching TV --usually with an 85 pound cat on my lap -- as I look out the living room window to the back yard.
Through the years I have owned this property, I have added varieties of plants/trees which I have seen & admired elsewhere. An example would be the bamboo. I first became engaged to it on a trip to Colombia, South America. That really was some BIG bamboo. I loved it & had to have some of my own.
I was attracted to the red Japanese Maples by a tree in the front yard of the home of Mrs. Lavona "Mudd" Key in Paris, Tennessee. It was a tree of good color & shape, about 20 foot tall. It would easily be described as a "specimen plant". It really was that nice.
Through the years, I saw the tree many times. My desire for one of my own never faltered, but the desire was on "hold" due to the fact I owned a condominium in Memphis at the time. No private plantings.
"Mudd" -- everyone called her that ... I'm not sure how she acquired the nick name -- is the Grandmother of my friend Kathy -- AKA, "Wemus". Any visit to her & her husband's home on the Tennessee River would include a visit with "Mudd" in Paris. And, if I was lucky, a dinner cooked by Mudd. [Just EXCELLENT Southern cooking !!!]
Any time I was at Mudd's, I would admire the large red Maple tree in her front year, either looking through the front room window of the house, or going out into the yard & walking around the tree. I always wanted one of my own.
When I moved to Arkansas & had my own land -- & no restrictions on what to do with the land based on "Homeowner Association Rules" -- I acquired & planted my own Japanese Maple "Bloodgood".
But ... I don't call it that.
I have a Japanese Maple "Mudd-Good". It's a more fitting name, in memory of a fine lady, who was a teacher & a nurse, & touched many lives through her century of living, especially my friend/her granddaughter, "Wemus". [That apple dropped straight down off the tree.]
He memory lives on; with her family, friends & the numerous people who knew her & were touched by her. I think of her with fondness when ever I look at my red Japanese Maple "Mudd-Good" trees. They will always be a living memory to her.
Those trees are beautiful.
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