I cussed the fruit from the Bradford Pear tree in our front yard this fall. The berries covered the yard and the driveway. You couldn't walk across the yard without the bottom of your shoes being covered with smashed berries. Now that winter has come, and we have had so much snow, I have rather enjoyed watching the birds feed upon the berries. At one point, they would pick the berries, then come onto the porch, out of the wind, to eat them, leaving the stems. With the winter we have been having, I'm glad the tree full of berries has been there for them.