The garden’s red maple is probably six or seven years old, one of a bundle of ten trees earned through joining the Arbor Day Foundation. Suddenly last year the red maple seemed to come into its own and nearly doubled in height, commanding notice. Mature height is fifty feet; roots can spread eighty feet. Not really room for that in this small garden.
The deer have stopped gnawing on it.
Twigs are reddish on this tree. By the weekend a half-dozen red flowers had opened.
Species: A. rubrum