Saturday, 28 September 2013

an old tree

Walking in my childhood neighborhood with two of my children today, I came upon the stump of an old tree. I remember this tree, so big, so full of shade, a long time friend. 

As we crossed the street to count its rings, we came upon a few notes left to the tree by neighborhood children.  It is worth sharing their gratitude for such a silent but significant friend.

Goodbye old friend.

Thank you.

You were a good tree.


  1. Always sad to see a piece of nature go...but nice to see that compassion is still around.

  2. we lost the big maple in our front yard not long ago. It still looks naked.