My Father's Pecan Tree
I really wanted to have some poetry today - but it's not going to happen. So instead, look at these pictures I took of my dad's pecan tree when we were down visiting at the end of May. Isn't it gorgeous?
Last week a wind storm knocked the tree over.
And now I feel bereft.
There wasn't much damage to the house, and no one was hurt. But, really, to me it felt like a death in the family. Goodbye old friend!