Like a line of full stops along the riverbank, the poplars are an everlasting presence. Their transition from bare trunk to the fully-leaved summer home of the golden orioles, through to their autumn bronze and copper tones, they are one of the first landmarks to catch my eye. Here they are through every month of the year.
January… 
February… 
March… 
April… 
May… 
June… 
July… 
August… 
September… 
October… 
November… 
December… 
5 to remember
un punto – a full stop
perpetuo/a – everlasting
la transición – the transition
cobrizo/a – copper [colour]
un punto de referencia – a landmark
And if you’d like to tweet a link to THIS post, here’s my suggested tweet:
12 months of poplar #trees in #Spain http://wp.me/p3dYp6-1Qe via @Spanish_Valley
Are you going to put some Christmas lights on it? Lovely pics, interesting to see how it’s changed. No snow then?
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Good idea! No, no snow. That’s very rare for us, even at Christmas. The nearest snow to us brushes the top of the Sierra de las Nieves. Beautiful. SD
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A seasonal lapse of this grand tree – how lovely. I don’t think poplars grow much in Southern California, though the climate should be good for them. Maybe I don’t notice, or maybe I think I see cedar when I see poplar. I’ll have to look more carefully.
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I love the Spanish name for poplars – ‘chopas’. SD
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