One of the roles I’d like this blog to fill is a written celebration of my personal Boston (and Boston-area, I’m looking at you, Cambridge) favorites. From area-events to flora and fauna to singular moments in my memory. I’m not sure what to call this collection, but I’m kicking off the series with a tree I see frequently on my excursions to Arnold Arboretum, just five minutes from my apartment.

I’m open to name suggestions for my series!

Have you ever seen such a massive, gorgeous, precarious tree? I wonder often how the nearby homeowners feel spying it each day, wondering if, someday it might crush their house.