We approach the final portion of the alphabet with a graceful beauty.
A person’s attitude toward the weeping willow may vary with age.
As a child, I would duck low and thread my way through the slender, draping branches of a neighbor’s tree and enjoy a quiet, cool “hiding place”.
Decades later I appreciate the effort my friend takes to trim the branches even for good appearance and high enough to permit ease of mowing.
You’ll spot these beauties along streams and rivers in the wild. They also find homes in suburban yards and cemeteries. They love water. Does your property have a low spot away from buildings? Moisten well and a playful tree like this will add interest. Allow lots of room — the house in the background is a split level (1 1/2 stories high).