In the middle of the night our apple tree creaked and groaned and with a thunderous crack it finally split in half. We heard the noise and wondered what could it be?
I opened the back door in the morning to let the pups out and looked out into the yard. I thought something does not seem right back there and then I realized, tree down! Now someone, and I am thinking my husband's Aunt Eve was watching over us from above. Because my husband loves to water ski and it is his relaxation time. Well, the tree literally came down between the boat and truck. It did not touch either one!
We got to enjoy that gnarly apple tree for 10 years. It fed the deer and in the beginning made some apple pies. It was here when we bought the house but, it made it's finale in the most glorious and perfect way. It bowed out before we had to cut it's rotting trunk down.
In one final gesture she has given us firewood, loose apple's for the deer and a beautiful picture of her woody inside. If I can salvage some of this piece, it might be varnished
for a piece of furniture or a wall hanging.
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