What is spruce?


A spruce is a tree of the genus Picea ( /paɪˈsiːə/), a genus of about 35 species of coniferous evergreen trees in the Family Pinaceae, found in the northern temperate and boreal (taiga) regions of the earth. Spruces are large trees, from 20–60 metres (66–200 ft) tall when mature, and can be distinguished by their whorled branches and conical form. The needles, or leaves, of spruce trees are attached singly to the branches in a spiral fashion, each needle on a small peg-like structure called a pulvinus. The needles are shed when 4–10 years old, leaving the branches rough with the retained pulvinus (an easy means of distinguishing them from other similar genera, where the branches are fairly smooth).

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Thera Variata
... The Spruce Carpet (Thera variata) is a moth of the family Geometridae ... The Common name Spruce Carpet is also used when referring to Thera britannica ... The larva feed on spruce and other Pinophyta ...
Spruce, Nevada
... Spruce, Nevada is a Class Code U6—A area that is not a census designated or incorporated place having an official federally recognized name, located in Elko County, Nevada at latitude 40.798 and ... Spruce appears on the Independence Valley SW U.S ... Alternate (unofficial) names for Spruce Sonar, Spruce Siding ...

More definitions of "spruce":

  • (noun): Light soft moderately strong wood of spruce trees; used especially for timbers and millwork.
  • (noun): Any coniferous tree of the genus Picea.

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