Old friends

I said goodbye to 2 friends today. I had only known them for 7 years, but I had come to care for for them. I saw them almost daily. They were never judgmental. Always ready to give a moment of time and comfort. They were strong, sturdy, dependable. They were both only 43 years old. So young to die,...... so disappointing to see them go.

They were 2 fine Maple trees sitting in my front yard. A fungus gottem. So the men in the orange truck came and took them away, in pieces I might add (after they ran them through the chipper). Then the Stump man came and ground out the final remains of what was once 2 grand trees.

Someone once said "Life is a bitch, ..... then you die." I guess that goes for good old trees as well.

"Goodbye old friends" It was nice knowing you. (even though I had to rake the leaves)