This is our Osage Orange Tree, in Latin it’s the
Maclura pomifera. It’s also called the bois-d'arc, bodark, bowwood, hedge
apple or mockorange. That’s a lot of names for one tree! My Hooman loves this tree. It is actually her favorite tree on our land.
The local extension service employees took a field
trip to come see it because they haven’t seen one this big. It turns out that
our Osage tree is a bit smaller, though not by much, than the Grand National
Champion Osage. The Champion is 54 feet tall and has a spread of about 90 feet.
If the utility company hadn’t cut part of our tree, it would be bigger than a 90
feet spread. It is taller than 54 feet though. The extension service people said
that it was here before the Civil war. That means our tree is over 150 years
old!
Osage trees are pretty great from root to tip! The
bark furnishes a yellow pigment that was used to dye khaki uniforms, it also
produces tannin for making leather. The wood was sought after by the Native
Americans to make bows, which is why the tree is also known as a bowwood tree.
The wood is so resistant to insects and deterioration that it has been known to
last over 100 years when used as fence posts or ship masts!
The branches are thorny. In fact, the thorns have been known to cause flat tires, even piercing thick tractor tires!
Before the
invention of barbed wire in the 1800’s, Osage hedges were woven together to
keep livestock contained. An Osage orange hedge was considered
"horse-high, bull-strong, and pig-tight," according to historian Paul
Landacre in "A Natural History of Western Pennsylvania." The trees
originated in Texas, Oklahoma & Kansas.
The branches have pretty leaves and little flowers.
But the best part of the Osage tree? The fruit! It’s large like a grapefruit,
green in color and looks like a brain. You can google it to see pictures. Rumor says that placing the fruit in the
basement corners keeps the spiders out of your house. I’ve also heard that
children use them for street bowling! The trees are either male or female. The
male trees do not fruit. I do not know yet if my Hoomans tree is male or female, I
won’t know until I’ve watched it throughout the season.
I suppose I shouldn't be surprised that we have a brain fruit tree. It goes well with the vampire coffin in the basement, the Cyclops spider in our well and the skeleton key I found when the Hoomans started renovating.
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