I am very fortunate to have an abundance of trees in my neighborhood. There's a particular set of trees that I pass on my way to the train each day. I call them "
Elegant Line".

Of this set of trees I had a particular favorite
because, in addition to being able to see it as I walked down the street
. . .
. . .I could also see it once I got to the train platform
. . .
. . .almost like a parent seeing their child off for the day. . .
Then
Hurricane Irene paid a visit.
As if with a knife, she sliced my little tree in half! But yet
. . .afterwards?
There it still stood and I marveled at it’s tenacity in Irene's
wake!
Unfortunately, a year later,
Hurricane Sandy roared through and finished off what
Irene started, blowing down what was left of my little tree, leaving only a stump.
However, this year's unusually wet summer has been a gift. Now, where there was only a stump, new life has emerged
. . .and flourished!
Without endings, there can be no beginnings. Without sadness, no happiness.
*In Memoriam
R.A. Johnson 1921-2011 ~~ C. Wills, 1933-2013 ~~ D. Lanier, 1936-2012 ~~ R. Carpenter, 1946-2013
~~~ Never forgotten, and very much missed ~~~