There’s an old cedar tree in our yard. She stands at the water’s edge – on the “point” of our property.
I wonder how many sunsets she has seen?
How many nor’easters?
How many hurricanes?
How many snowstorms?
She’s been a guest at two weddings. This one in 2008.
And this one in 2009.
She’s watched countless boats pass by.
And, during a recent storm, she served as an anchor for our old wooden boat.
Just in the last few years, she’s lost some branches here and there. But I hope the elements will be kind to her. I can’t imagine that point without her.
these days of mine 