Feast

Red Pyracantha berries;
a feast for the pigeons.
Plenty there for now
but how long will they last?

Autumn

See how the summer flowers fade,
see how the skies turn grey,
see how the berries ripen red
and leaves more golden every day.
See how the seasons turn and change
as autumn comes our way.

Public Spirit!

As I have mentioned before, our house is on a corner plot. On the corner itself is a triangle of grass, separated from our plot by a footpath which runs diagonally across the corner. On the triangle of grass there grows a tree. Actually it could well be a tall shrub as it has multiple trunks and the foliage starts low down, plus it isn’t all that tall by tree standards! I don’t know what species it is.

Because the corner is north facing the tree/shrub grows at an angle leaning out towards the road in order to grab what afternoon sunlight it can. This means that the branches, which at this time of year are laden with bright red berries, dangle over the road, not only obstructing the view round the corner for traffic trying to turn out of our road but also very nearly touching cars, cyclist and other road users as they turn in.

The triangle of grass with the tree belongs to the council and they mow the grass several times a year but they never touch the tree, so each year I go out and do my public-spirited bit by pruning the tree. Over the last few weeks I have been looking at the tree and, noticing that it had once more stretched out over the road, I had been thinking it was time to do something again.

So, yesterday afternoon (in the morning we had been out for a ride on our tandem – this is irrelevant but I add it so you know that the tandem hasn’t been abandoned in the shed!) I took my wheel-barrow and tree pruning tools and lopped off the offending branches. I try to prune only just enough to alleviate the problem. I took the picture at the top of this post after pruning, showing the that the turning is now clear. I’m sorry I forgot to take a ‘before’ picture to show the difference.

This second picture is a close up of a berry laden branch from a tree of the same species which grows in our garden. Our tree is growing up beside the remains of a stump of another tree that had already been chopped down when we moved here. I believe this one to be self-set, possibly from a berry dropped by a bird from the tree on the grass triangle just over the hedge. There are several such trees in the neighbourhood at varying stages of growth so I think it probably self-sets very readily. If any one can tell me what it is I would be very grateful.

Boughs of Holly

Cutting boughs of holly
loaded with berries;
plenty to share with the birds
this year.

Feast

Red berries everywhere
begin to disappear
as birds enjoy a feast
at the end of the year.

Bright Berries (Triolet)

Bright berries on Cotoneaster
speak of harvest time to come.
Others soon will follow after
bright berries on Cotoneaster,
in shortened days they redden faster,
ripened by late summer sun.
Bright berries on Cotoneaster
speak that harvest time has come.

Fresh Picked

Fresh picked berries,
mouth-watering, tongue-tingling sensation,
the taste of summer.

Covered

Pyracantha;
covered with more blossom than ever
this summer, promising proliferation
of red winter berries.

Early December

A blackbird on the Cotoneaster.
It’s early December
and so few ruby berries left.

One by One

One by one
a blackbird picks and swallows
the bright red honeysuckle berries.