I always liked the tree though. How it always was just there. Growing. Swaying. Vegetating. Very dependable. Though kinda shady.
The murderers gloating over the kill. They licked their chops as the sap dribbled down their mouths and cutting blades. Then someone lit up a smoke. Heartless.
More of the same.
The bike...for scale. A big'un true-nuff. But live on, tree. You'll always be my arbor in the tempest.
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I took some pics (posted!) of the same tree later in the day. Sad to see it go.
kinda shady...good one
It seems like they're just cutting down trees for the heck of it now.