My family has a huge 75-year-old maple tree in the middle of our front yard, and today when I return home from work, the tree will be gone forever. Our house and yard will never look the same. The tree holds many great childhood memories; memories of climbing its mighty branches with the neighbor kids or the cousins, memories of a lemonade stand in its shade, and memories of raking its many leaves, only to scatter them again by jumping in the piles (and make Dad angry! Hey, we raked them anyways!) It's a sad day. Our city has decided that the tree has grown too large, and is too invasive of the electrical lines. At least they aren't charging us for the tree's removal...
BEFORE:
And 3 days later:: (Yes, it took the city 3 days of work to cut down our tree)
A week later, our tree still remains a shoulder-high stump in the middle of our front yard. Not only does it look dumb, but everyday it is a sad reminder that that the beautiful tree is now gone forever. When will the city crew finish their job?!
1 comment:
I have a strong love for trees. I have always felt the majesty and glory of trees often goes unnoticed. What a lovely existence, gently blowing in the breeze, and holding birds and squirrels gently in your branches.
I'm sorry you lost your tree.
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