Tuesday, March 6, 2012

The Washingtonia I planted 30 years ago is no more, cut down, shredded up and the stump ground away. I had planted it on the edge of the eaves and it was too close to the house. Disturbing the lie of the land, dropping fronds in storms, lifting the fence and moving it south. Sad that I will not hear the summer breeze in its leaves again, or look up into the leaves and see the bright blue of the sky.

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