It has always seemed strange to me that box elders are so named, because they rarely get old. For every mature box elder I encounter, I observe hundreds upon hundreds of saplings that die without ever getting more than a few inches in diameter. Apparently that is the point of box elders: they sprout to die.
Respect your boxelders!
Respect your boxelders!
Respect your boxelders!
It has always seemed strange to me that box elders are so named, because they rarely get old. For every mature box elder I encounter, I observe hundreds upon hundreds of saplings that die without ever getting more than a few inches in diameter. Apparently that is the point of box elders: they sprout to die.