One of the trees in my front yard is not from around here It, or rather its ancestors, came here a seed or a seedling, Perhaps it was transported deliberately, with some farmer or landowner’s plans for a yard or a crop. Perhaps it came by chance, a seed in a clump of dirt or in some animal’s digestive system: No papers. The other tree is a native species, the scion of great trees in a trackless forest that stretched from the ocean to the prairie. Its lineage knew the eager axes, and later bulldozers. Remnants were saved in less desirable corners, A few were selected for shade and decoration. Both trees are in full leaf with green nets to catch the sun. Which is native, and which of foreign origin? The trees don’t care.
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