“Tree planting is always a utopian enterprise, it seems to me, a wager on a future the planter doesn’t necessarily expect to witness.” ― Michael Pollan, Second Nature: A Gardener’s Education
I am grateful for those who gardened before me and planted the lovely oak trees which I now enjoy in my garden. This is a photo of one of my beautiful oaks.
By my estimate, the oak trees are 70 years old; that’s still young in the life of an oak.
I understand they were planted from acorns collected by the family who built my house. The children of the family collected acorns from mature trees in a local park ,which was established in 1861.
So the original trees were about 85 years old when the acorns were collected. It was a wonderful thing for the family to have done.
Now it’s my turn to contribute and plant trees; I only wish I had started sooner.
I’ve planted some ginkgo trees which are slow growing so I don’t expect to see them grow into maturity.
Like the children before me, I have collected seeds from older trees.
In my case, I collected cones from two Cedrus Deodara (aka Himalayan Cedar or Deodar Cedar) growing in our local Botanic Gardens.
These majestic trees were probably planted in 1869 and they appear to be approaching the end of their lives. Because of their age the two Deodars are heritage listed.
I’ve distributed the cones throughout my garden in the hope they will germinate and grow.
Perhaps my garden can preserve their precious botanical DNA for future generations.
Let us hope those Deodar cones germinate and flourish like the acorns did all those years ago.