During the spring and early summer, we watched what appeared to be a dead pine tree hovering over our backyard flourish with the tiniest pine cones and sweetest needles you’d ever see. It was very curious to us, both in that it was growing needles (it had lost them?), and that the needles were all clustered along the trunk of the tree and the main branches – not off offshoots, and all very short.
It was the best pine tree I ever did see, I was continuously fascinated with its development as summertime went on, noting that it even had lots of little groups of growth covering areas the trunk, as if it were trying to spawn some new offshoots. I even used a sprig from it in my HGTV Holiday House mantle design.
My Dad identified it for us as a Tamarack pine tree (a.k.a. Eastern Larch, or American Tamarack). It’s apparently very common in the northern states, Canada, and way up yonder, but not a tree I’d come across before, or at least noticed with distinction.
I wanted to learn more about the Tamarack, mostly curious as to why, if there was one in our yard, why weren’t they all over the place like other pine varieties in the area?
That’s when I found photos like this, showcasing the beauty of the Tamarack in its most famed state, a golden fall masterpiece, a totally jaw dropping sight. (I pulled this photo from rlove2bike, thank you for enlightening me!)
Maybe many of you are accustomed to this, but I’ve never seen it. And since June, I’ve been basically counting down the days until fall to see it transform into a glorious sight.
It happened for us at the beginning of this month (this is one of those posts I meant to share with you sooner, pre-babe).
I only wish we had a whole forest of them for mass impact.
But one will do.