Weeping...for my Cherry Tree

Remember my fav Weeping Cherry tree?

Well...it's GONE!

Something bored into it and killed it! Here is Brad taking it down. :(

Phil bought me a new one for Mother's Day...but we haven't planted it yet.

It's really tiny compared to this one.

The poor birds don't know what to think with it gone--and my feeders are gone too!

Muffy is full of concern for them!

Well, I guess the wood will keep us warm come next winter

The branches about filled up Brad's trailer

He hauled the small stuff away to the recycling center

The front of the house seems so empty and bare without it!

Trees

I THINK that I shall never see

A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest

Against the sweet earth's flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,

And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear

A nest of robins in her hair;

 

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;

Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,

But only God can make a tree.

by Kilmer

I'm a little like Anne of Green Gables...she loved trees so much...she liked to name them!...

"I named that cherry-tree outside my bedroom window this morning. I called it Snow Queen because it was so white. Of course, it won't always be in blossom, but one can imagine that it is, can't one?"

~Anne

I'll miss my tree!