A Farewell

It's not a particularly happy day here for me. I have to say goodbye to an old friend. I planted this tree when I was just a kid, it was barely 6 ft tall, a mere sapling, barely more than an inch thick. The tree cutters came out today to take it off of the house and I'm really going to miss it.

I missed watching it grow for many years when I moved away but I've gotten so used to enjoying it's wide reaching branches, always full of life and the many hours of comfortable shade that it has brought to the yard for the past several seasons since my return to this city. It dominated the scenery behind the house, the branches just outside the upstairs bedroom windows were a comfort to me on many ocassions. I also enjoyed many hours of sitting out back, watching the squirrels and birds playing in it's all encompassing reach. Watching the guys carve it up and haul it away is a lot more disturbing than I had expected. How do you say goodbye to a tree?