Tribute to a Fiftysomething Apple Tree
beloved by family, friends & fairies...
it is with a heavy heart that i announce the passing of a fifty year friend, Anna the Apple Tree…
Anna was planted in the early 1970’s providing bushels of juicy late summer fruit as snacks and the main ingredient in fragrant homemade brown sugar apple crisp …
in recent years her hollowed out trunk sheltered nighttime fairies, as evidenced by the occasional scattering of moonlit pixie dust…
she clung to life by a few inches of cambium, xylem and phloem recognizable to most as bark and woody tree rings… her top heavy canopy leaving her at the mercy of this week’s blustery hail storm to which she succumbed.
so now Miss Anna’s spirit, along with her fairy guides journey to Avalon, the legendary ‘Isle of Apples’…
… and … every now and then … the scent of spicy cinnamon-sugar apples will permeate space and time as the fairies bake an ethereal treat for King Arthur…
Rest In Peace dear Anna.
… May you always feel at peace after your visit to kitten’s secret garden…
…🐱…
We lost both our apple trees in a single storm some years back. I am sorry for your loss
nice tribute to a wonderful provider and friend. Good way to think about nature. Plants have consciousness and feelings, of that I am sure.