One day in the Highlands of Scotland, I looked down to find a bunch of leaves on the ground from my all-time favorite tree --the Balsam Poplar. I think it might be in the cottonwood family. I know these leaves by their wonderful smell--the backs are streaked (but not sticky) with this wonderful bronze resin. If I could bottle this scent, I'd wear it--and I'm not much for perfumes.
These are pretty common trees in Northern Wisconsin. It's also known as The Balm of Gilead for it's healiong properties--whatever they are. My dad cuts these wonderful trees down for "popple."
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