Jacaranda Trees

Fuck these trees. Goddam things are everywhere in Orange County, dropping sticky purple flowers on sidewalks and cars. As in, my car. :mad:

The guy who had the genius idea to plant these things in areas with lots of foot traffic can eat a dick. They guy who planted the now giant one that dribbled sugary funk on my car and into the intake vents at the base of the windshield can eat a dick too.

Fuck you too, jacaranda tree owners. Cut the nasty things down and plant a tree that doesn’t make a mess!

They sure look nice though :smiley:

I’ve never seen them before, and I have to agree. :slight_smile:

You two are not helping. Don’t harsh the grump!

I found a kindred soul! Notice the car on the right with the car cover?

I was thinking the same thing hre in the south bay just today. They are a mess!

Well, you could move to New England or the Midwest, and then you’d only have to scrape ice and snow off your car for 4-5 months/year.

Hmm. According to the evidence in the photograph, only one driver in 15 knows enough to not park under a blooming jacaranda tree without a car cover.

Okay, let’s cut 'em all down and plant olive trees.

They are wondrous pretty, and are only messy for a short time in the summer. Most of the time, they don’t drop flowers.

And, dude, flowers! The eucalyptus trees around here drop entire branches, and I’m talking eight inch diameter, 400 pound boughs. And they also drop leaves and twigs and other litter…and all damn year long.

I’ll take the jacs!

Without warning! As in, perfectly healthy looking branch suddenly decides to commit suicide. Or homicide.

Me too. They are beautiful in bloom and a car is just transportation.

I love jacarandas. If the worst thing you have falling on your car is pretty purple flowers, get a grip.

I have a jacaranda in front of my house, and my parents learned years ago to park in the driveway rather than in front of the house in May and June, when the tree blooms. The city planted several jacarandas on the south side of the street years before we moved there, so there are purple flowers everywhere up and down the street. I like looking at them, and so did my mom when she was alive, so I don’t have the heart to complain about all the purple flowers that fell into the front yard, because they remind me of her. It is a pain in the ass, however, to sweep the sidewalk after the flowers have been on there a couple days and been trampled by passersby into a disgusting brownish paste. And then there’s the summer, after the flowers are all gone and the tree drops these oblong seed pods all over the place.

That will teach them. I love olives. I hate olive trees. Jacaranda trees are perfectly harmless by comparison to virtually every other tree. I think I will look into planting one.

Well surely you’d have to expect that it’s as just the natural order of the world that an Australian native tree would try and kill you!

How about a solution: plant these trees only well in the middle of people’s yards, parks, etc, so that they’re not near cars, and plant non-flowering/less messy trees near the sides of streets.

The cottonwoods have been so thick this year it looks like it’s snowing. The maples dropped their spring helicopters and are working on the fall batch now. The trees-with-those-little-pale-green-seeds dropped their little pale green seeds by the bushelful. The oaks are arming themselves with baby acorns to fling at our heads in the fall.

But at least none of them smell like rotting semen. That will come from the ginkgos soon…

Red jacarandas are everywhere in our country (Dom. Rep.), some parts of the country are famous for them. They are a beautiful tree, indeed.

Now, let’s talk about the murderous coconut tree. An uncle of mine was killed by one of them, with their dangerous projectiles.

It’s so funny, because I was just thinking yesterday: Damn, those jacaranda trees are awesome!

What we need are some bamboo and kudzu bushes!

At least they are pretty. How about a fucking ugly “popcorn” tree. They drop shit 24/7/365.26.

We have one in the front yard. About 8 years ago a windstorm broke it in half. The thing looked dead. But the SO wouldn’t let me kill it off. After a awhile I finally convinced her it was dead and the next weekend it was coming down. But the bastard came back to life before that weekend came to pass.

So, I put up with its crap for the past 8 years. And listening to the SO bitch constantly about it for those 8 years. I guess she liked having something to bitch about.