Some Recent Photos of Cutback Old Jacaranda in Bloom & Front Garden

Here are a few photos of the old jacaranda in the front yard which was recently cut back because much of it was dying (Farewell Old Tree I Knew You Well earlier post).  It now has many new branches and leaves, and a fine if limited display of beautiful lilac flowers.  There are also a few of other aspects of the plants nearby.  I repainted the face as well as it seems an integral part of the tree now.  I am glad that we were able to save this fine old tree and hopefully extend its life.

Now sadly only half the tree it was originally.
Strange unintentional purple effect.

Bangalow palm and some of black bean tree foliage with tree fern
Small purple flower on native groundcover with leaf litter and herringbone ferns.

 

An excerpt from a quote by the great author Herman Hesse (www.goodreads.com)

Hermann Hesse

“For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests and groves. And even more I revere them when they stand alone. They are like lonely persons. Not like hermits who have stolen away out of some weakness, but like great, solitary men, like Beethoven and Nietzsche. In their highest boughs the world rustles, their roots rest in infinity; but they do not lose themselves there, they struggle with all the force of their lives for one thing only: to fulfil themselves according to their own laws, to build up their own form, to represent themselves. Nothing is holier, nothing is more exemplary than a beautiful, strong tree. When a tree is cut down and reveals its naked death-wound to the sun, one can read its whole history in the luminous, inscribed disk of its trunk: in the rings of its years, its scars, all the struggle, all the suffering, all the sickness, all the happiness and prosperity stand truly written, the narrow years and the luxurious years, the attacks withstood, the storms endured. And every young farmboy knows that the hardest and noblest wood has the narrowest rings, that high on the mountains and in continuing danger the most indestructible, the strongest, the ideal trees grow.”

 

 

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