Smells like tree spirit
Jun. 23rd, 2005 11:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Well, it's that time of year again. The chestnut tree next to the garage (see previous post for pic) is in full 'bloom'. Anyone who has been around such a tree at this time of year will recognize it's unforgettable odor. It smells precisely like spooge.
The tree blooms with these pipe cleaner-like things which emit a smell worthy of a million man bukkake (I am not joking) attracting all manner of insects and flies in order to pollenate. After this is done, the tree sheds the 'blooms' and then starts work on growing the chestnuts themselves, housed in green urchin-like burrs bristling with extremely sharp needle-like thorns. These drop in the fall and split open, revealing the rich brown chestnuts inside, creating field days for the squirrels and a nightmare for me in cleanup. Like an oak, it tends to hold it's brown leaves over winter, slowly dropping them in the winter months needing constant raking and cleanup. It's definitely a tree with some fucking attitude. That's partially why I kept it (actually designing the garage and it's position on the lot to accomodate it) along with it's relative rarity. Friends of mine "in the know', so to speak, giggle and make lewd commentary about the smell, wondering what Jeff and I (or whomever else for that matter) have been doing in the garage. Or the house for that matter.
The tree blooms with these pipe cleaner-like things which emit a smell worthy of a million man bukkake (I am not joking) attracting all manner of insects and flies in order to pollenate. After this is done, the tree sheds the 'blooms' and then starts work on growing the chestnuts themselves, housed in green urchin-like burrs bristling with extremely sharp needle-like thorns. These drop in the fall and split open, revealing the rich brown chestnuts inside, creating field days for the squirrels and a nightmare for me in cleanup. Like an oak, it tends to hold it's brown leaves over winter, slowly dropping them in the winter months needing constant raking and cleanup. It's definitely a tree with some fucking attitude. That's partially why I kept it (actually designing the garage and it's position on the lot to accomodate it) along with it's relative rarity. Friends of mine "in the know', so to speak, giggle and make lewd commentary about the smell, wondering what Jeff and I (or whomever else for that matter) have been doing in the garage. Or the house for that matter.