Pink Trash Travels

F**ing Cottonwood Tree

If I could cut down the 120 year old cottonwood tree in our backyard I would. I hate it. Hate. It. It gives me more grief than pleasure when you combine the sticky buds it drops for two weeks, the pillowy cotton that blows for almost three, the twigs that fall after, and the leaves that create a mess in November. Perhaps my neighbor will reconsider?