Not so Frond of You!

In our back yard we have a beautiful, very tall bald cypress tree.  I have written about it before.  It is an awesome tree . . . except for a few weeks in October and November.  That's when its fronds fall on the yard . . . and get in Babs's hair, feet, and mouth, and then end up all over my house.

Last weekend, most of the fronds fell in a period of just a few days.  Usually they fall more gradually and we can keep up with them . . . but not this year.  When we went to the back yard, it looked like this:

The beauty of the fronds is that they roll up pretty well, squish well, and fit in bags much more easily than leaves.  And when we were done, we ended up with these bags:

It was a lot of mowing and rolling, but it is probably a small price to pay for a beautiful tree.