tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680602048847357735.post7643294239928026433..comments2024-03-27T02:51:33.336-07:00Comments on Finding Myself in Hoboken: The White Trees of HobokenMary Loishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01515655542270431289noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680602048847357735.post-20042688697654583192009-04-19T12:18:00.000-07:002009-04-19T12:18:00.000-07:00Not quite the same setting, but kind of reminds me...Not quite the same setting, but kind of reminds me of the white dogwoods from another town...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680602048847357735.post-91747045088002039702009-04-17T11:14:00.000-07:002009-04-17T11:14:00.000-07:00Damn, I should have known that. Thanks, Mr. Bruso,...Damn, I should have known that. Thanks, Mr. Bruso, and do come again. Ever notice how pretty they are?Mary Loishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01515655542270431289noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680602048847357735.post-12366310009535010482009-04-17T10:16:00.000-07:002009-04-17T10:16:00.000-07:00The trees are flowering pear. While pretty in the ...The trees are flowering pear. While pretty in the spring for about one week, they grow very fast (which is why cities love them), but the fast growth makes them weak in the wood. This makes their branches prone to breaking in windy weather or heavy ice or snow. Not a good tree to park under. While not an edible pear, some do set little, hard, russet fruit. The birds only eat them when nothing else is available, but the squirrels will go for them.Arthur Brusohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17218261885083429613noreply@blogger.com