As Americans, we place significance on trees, often naming streets after them -- Oak St., Elm St., Cherry Lane, Maple Ave., Cypress Blvd., Sycamore Dr., and so many more.
I've always wanted to live on Sycamore Dr. It just sounds so lovely and quaint. I picture kids riding bicycles down the sycamore tree-lined street, hopscotch and baseball games, neighborhood cookouts, and warm, cozy homes. I never imagined a tree crashing onto a house or a falling branch, whacking a kid off his bicycle.
But when torrential rain saturates the ground, gusting winds force the branches to sway back and forth, or when ice and snow send the limbs sagging, Do you worry, and run to the center of the house whenever you hear a loud crack thinking, "Who is next"?
How do we know if our birch, elms, maples, oaks, willows, sycamores, Bradford's, ashes, and other urban trees that beautify our urban Kansas City landscape throughout the seasons, will safely co-exist with pedestrians and our property when the weather rages?