We had a favourite tree in the back garden/field...just up the steps and to the right...an ideal spot to watch the grand girls climb while we had a little relax in the sun trap at the back of the tool shed....
...then came the storm this week.
Well lots of damage on the east coast and lovely Morecambe prom pretty full on as well!!
Houses washed away into the roaring sea...cars and vans taken by the waves and lots of Welsh bungalows deep in water on the northern coast where the pensioners retire to live a quiet life....ha!
Yesterday morning woke us quietly.... until we saw the tree!!
A beautiful Stag Horn...I forget the latin name...gorgeous tree...sturdy ...broad trunked....ideal for climbing...
...well I did myself a few times when I thought that noone was around to laugh at my antics!!
We had been given it by old friends who once lived in Southport ... it had many memories.
But the thought that I had was that ...
...if the root is rotten...
...the tree will fall...
...now I think that could be well applied to so many parts of life today...it got me thinking..
...no matter how beautiful...
...no matter how big...
....if the root is rotten ...it will fall.
Anyway here's a collage from happier times and of course the potter already sawing away at it as we will have some unexpected wood available for the winter fires!!
Oh... I have insisted that the main tree be kept and made into a seat at the bottom of the field where there is a nice little spot that gets the late sun when everywhere else is in shadow...been thinking about it for a while...
...I call that redeeming!!
