[photo missing -- where did it go?]
After it happened, the tree seemed to be a sign. Falling the morning that we were to move a bunch of our stuff in and directly between our house and the neighbor's, it said that we were in exactly the right place as opposed to it falling right on top of the house. We were grateful. But perhaps the tree had more say in it. Perhaps the tree itself is the hero and not us, the stately old elm was valiant, protecting the house it had shaded for over 100 years.
This summer the sun has blared down on us, the house has felt unprotected and alone, we missed the tree dearly.
Adult writing classes return this month and next: Exercise class on September 25th, 7 - 9 pm and Write-in October 23rd, 7 - 9 pm. $15 each or a punch on your punch card... email Tina for details.