Purple Beech Sings of Seasons

Spring arrived. It showed up in a fury of thunderstorms and hot, windy days. We sort of skipped it, really and went straight to summer. I like temps in the 60s. It's great t-shirt and jeans weather. Oh, well, it's not to be.

So, instead the beech tree is singing a song of summer. It has leisurely unfurled its coppery pink leaves from its elegant stiletto buds and now is softly waving in the slightest breeze. Beech leaves are silken to the touch. This is a Riversii copper beech and its leaves will darken to deepest purple and then age to bronze. After puttering about for five years growing roots, it has finally joined the rest of the trees in busting out two feet of growth in a year. It's becoming a rounded, layered, lovely thing.