Big Dawg
Big Dawg has been here forever, growing naturally from some seeds that birds probably brought in. It has revived from being almost crowded out by other trees at its base. My friend Pat cut away many of those small shrubs and trees trying to steal Big Dawg’s nutrients and water. He freed the area around it so it got more sunlight, and it is saying thank you now by reaching up tall and blooming its appreciation.
Little Dawg
Little Dawg lives in a shadier place and is a more recent planting, bought from a nursery. It is slower to grow in this semi shady spot, but it seems to be quite healthy. You can see Little Dawg if you click on the dogwood posting I made two years ago. I still am fascinated by what I found out at that time about the Fibonacci number sequence and how it relates to nature. It will be familiar to my faithful followers from that time, but the robin sitting in the arms of Little Dawg is worth a second look.
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