My first question to my neighbor was: “Are you and your family safe and well?” My second – “Is the house ok?” The third – “How are the trees ?” We were all fortunate. Our neighborhood came through the storm without any serious damage.
One of the reasons I bought my house is that it was close (I say “guarded”) by two huge silver maples. Ancient trees, an arborist told me they are well over 200 years old. Three years ago one of them had to come down. But the other one, in which I swear I can see a face, remains out in front. We also have a beautiful mulberry tree, and I planted a mimosa tree shortly after moving in. The mimosa has grown up from a 2′ stick into a gracious, flowering tree that shelters us in the summer, and draws hummingbirds to its blossoms at twilight. In the front yard, not far from the silver maple, is a Norway spruce that was once our Christmas tree in a pot. It is now close to 20′, and I have to get on a ladder to decorate it.
I worried about them during the hurricane. In the midst of the storm’s fury, I wondered if they would crack and break, particularly the mimosa, which has not weathered the bad storms that the maple and mulberry have faced. Happily for me, they all sailed through. If any of them had not, I would have mourned their loss as sincerely as any friend.
Do you have a tree with which you share a bond?