So why do some trees look like they belong here and some don't? Why does a deodar cedar look okay on our streets when it is from the Himalayas? Why do camphor trees look ok when they are from China? Why do liquidambars look good here even though they are from the rainy summer East coast and usually living in a forest?
It is fascinating that some trees look 'right' here in the city and some trees look 'wrong'. One of my teachers thinks that our tiny baby brains were imprinted with our first landscapes - broadleaf forests or lush grasslands or wide open dry spaces. Every place we go, we compare the landscape in front of us with that internal landscape of our baby minds.
So how did all of these strange plants end up here? It's a grand story of plant migration that is the story of human migration - bad and good. That's for a future post!