Have I mentioned how much I love fall in Korea? It’s really everything summer here is not: crisp, mild, sunny and humidity-free. It is the coup de grace of weather; I have waited months for this and have tried in vain not to squander it because I know this season is fleeting. My friends, winter is coming.
With fall comes some pretty spectacular foliage and I have declared my favorite tree of Korea (drum roll) the Gingko Tree. Growing up down south, we don’t really have these trees around; we’re more of a Magnolia, scraggly Pine, Oak Tree variety. So maybe that’s why I’m kind of obsessed right now with the Gingko. The leaves look like a delicately shaped fan with pretty little ridges and have turned the most spectacular golden yellow this week. I spotted these tumbling along a wall in Itaewon.
Now for all the Ginkgo’s loveliness, there is a rather dark and unpleasant side to its beauty. The Ginkgo berry. Aaahhh, seems these little treasures stink kind of like a 15 year-old’s feet after a hard day crammed in old sneakers that a catfish may or may not have died in. From what I learned, only the female tree gives off these pungent berries of disdain. I ask you, how rude is that? Why couldn’t it have been the male tree, for crying out loud? And for that matter, did you know there are male and female trees? I did not. So thank you HWSK for forcing me to advance my botanical knowledge for the sake of a weekly blog post. I am clearly better for it.
And that’s the rest of the story.