I love trees. I really mean that. Trees simply… well, they do something to my brain.

I’ve been trying to learn the local flora here in North Carolina; having grown up in Western Mass, there are quite a few differences (much less maples, many more pines!).

So you can imagine my glee when I discovered yesterday that there’s a whole row (dare I say a GATE?) of Smooth Alders just around the corner from my house by the park. Whee!

I should clarify that these trees really are the small version of what’s pictured over here. I don’t live nearby to such gargantuan beauties; but their little cousins are still dear!