If You Spot A Tree Painted White, Here’s What It Means

Online, plant lovers share many tips, but tree planters stand out for their dedication. Growing a fruit tree from

a sapling takes effort, and some unique practices catch the eye — like covering trees with nets or painting trunks white.

While orange dots mark trees for removal and purple marks signal private property, white paint has a different role: protection

Trees with most of their trunk painted white, Photo Credit: Wikimedia

Painting the lower trunk white prevents sunscald, which happens in winter when temperature swings from freezing nights to sunny days cause bark to split.

The light color reflects heat, protecting wood from overheating and future cracks. This method is common for young residential or orchard trees.

The right paint matters — water-based latex is preferred, often diluted 1:1 with water.

Some mix equal parts water, latex paint, and joint compound for added insect deterrence.

Trees on both sides of a road with part of their trunk painted white, Photo Credit: Wikimedia

Application is usually done wth a paintbrush for best coverage; spraying can be less effective.

Most tree caretakers repeat the process annually, much like giving trees a winter coat.

For these enthusiasts, white paint isn’t for decoration — it’s a shield, helping trees stay

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