It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, . . . it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the [autumn] of hope, it was the [autumn] of despair.
We have twice now had the most magnificent Bradford pears on the block, clothed in greater glory than Solomon in spring, brilliant with more colors than Joseph’s coat in autumn. The first split down the middle a few years back (after being saved for a few years by cabling), the second demised in this year’s freak pre-Halloween snow storm.
Sic transit gloria calleryana.
This is what it should look like.
Next post (perhaps tomorrow) will be more cheerful. Promise.
Words © 2011 AtHome Pilgrim.
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r.
While trees are individuals, when an old friend goes, a new one can take its spot. The tree I wrote about here, the one that went down in Irene, was recently replaced by the city with a wee youngin, a tiny three-branched whippersnapper who is presently at eye level with me. It was all here I am get a load of me you birds, then in two quick days, turned its leaves yellow and dropped them. That caught my heart and, now, I'm looking forward to our years together. The ground isn't frozen yet, now might be a good time to plant a tree. Who knows who might be at the nursery, waiting to catch your eye?
If it is any consolation at all, next Spring you can start a new generation though.
♥R
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I hope you'll be able to plant another in it's place before too long ... one you can watch grow and anticipate the beautiful photos and happy memories it will bring in the future.
janie: You're sweet. The driveway lined with trees sounds lovely. Enjoy it every year you can.
Jerry: Yup.
JW: We move on.
zanelle: Life is beautiful. And evanescent.
heron: You're so right--"stump" sounds awful, don't it? We'll see what's to come.
diana: Enjoy the gifts while you can; all's we can do.
Candace: Indeed.
Scarlett: I dunno about that. Kinda old to be a daddy again.
Fusun: I think that's where I am, but thank you for the thoughtful suggestion.
Bell: Nah. I think they're worried about losing their collected National Geographics.
Shiral: The way of all flesh, you know?
Kate: Thank you for those kind thoughts.
Fay: Que sera, sera.
S'bug: Long's it doesn't fall on the house!