Over 50 years ago my mother-in-law started this Ginkgo from a seed picked up on the grounds of a hospital in Philadelphia. She brought it back and planted it across the drive from her farm house in central PA.
There it grows amongst the oak and ash trees and provides lovely color every fall for her enjoyment, mine too when I'm there at the right time. This foggy morning the day before Thanksgiving, with just a few hangers on, it stood there with it's fading beauty and awaited the snow.
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