I miss the big tree. It used to sit comfortably in the center of the lawn. The picture above does not look like it at all, but it’s the thought that counts, right? I think I didn’t realize how much I loved it until it got knocked down after a big storm. And then just like that, it was gone.
During the summer heat, the leaves would protect us and lower the temperature a good ten degrees or so. We’d frequently get out our chairs to sit and talk under this beloved beauty. I’ve learned to roller skate and play Double Dutch right by it. I’ve seen squirrels climb up and down and I just never imagined it’d ever go away.
I remember how I would look up at it just to see the little spaces the leaves left open and the distance was so far away. Or so it seemed.
It’s been years since it fell. But the yard still seems a bit lonely, even with the two new trees that have grown since then.
No matter how much time has passed, moments like these remind me that we are creatures of habit.