A sad day it was when our Eddie's old Maple Tree came down. This was the tree that was in the way of his "perfect" hedge, when he lived with his family, next door to us. He loved the tree, though, and stopped his hedge for the tree and picked up on the other side.
The tree would remember all the people that went in and out of that house while Eddie and his small family lived there, and would remember the families that came after he left. him. The tree remembers
The day my neighbor ssid -- that tree is dangerous. See those branches -- right over my house, and yours, right over our cars sitting there in the driveway. It's got to come down. Yes, I said, it is dangerous -- would wreck your car, and if lightning struck and it hit the house, someone could be killed. Yes, it should come down. I was sad when I said that.
Sitting on our porch, we often watched a squirrels scampering up and around another interesting tree growing up there. and leaning very close.
One day, a squirrel ran across the driveway carrying a baby squirrel in her mouth. We watched as she moved across the lawn, toward the lower lawn and river and then across the small marsh, built up into a small island, There were many tree down there but a large willow tree right by our dock was her choice, but we lost sight of her then. But before long, there she was again, crossing our driveway, then the patio, with another baby in her mouth. This went on, with many trips -- at least four, possibly five. Oh, that poor mother, we said. And we knew she had been evacuated from her home in that tree.
We tried, many times, to recognize that mother squirrel among the many that came and went but felt we had lost her. Now, when I see the squirrels running across our patio and up and around that tree, I think some of them are her babies, and feel happy.
