This morning, for the first time, I left my condo without passing the venerable old elm tree in the parkway out front.
I knew it was coming down. We got notice over the holiday weekend that the village discovered Dutch Elm Disease and was removing it. I didn't think I cared. After all, it's not visible from my condo unit and the tree that amuses the cats and provides shade to my livingroom remains strong and healthy.
Only this morning, I did care. A lot. Turns out I will miss that mighty old tree, after all.
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
ohhhh, I know exactly what you mean! We had a beautiful old Ash in front of the house since my parents bought it in 1960, but it had to be cut down 2 years ago, as it had gotten VERY top heavy. I still miss the weeping willow that was in the backyard, too.
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