When we first moved into our cabin on the bay I named a few of the trees in the yard. Yes, I know it's strange but who cares. One tree was across the bay on the edge of the bank. Her shape looked like a girl with her skirts and hair blowing back while she looked out to sea. I called her "The Sister". One day I looked out and she was gone. My favorite was a fir tree that hung over the bay like a huge arm. It became known as "The Strong Arm of God". I loved that tree. It was massive and had a wonderful elbow that eagles perched on. It was really only a matter of time before it fell into the bay but I hoped it wasn't in my lifetime.
Early this morning a crash was heard but it wasn't until the sun came up and I looked out the window that I realized the the view had opened up considerably and something was missing. My tree was gone. Snapped off from the snow and ice, it fell into the bay.
Luckily I took a picture of it yesterday from my window.
This is my view now.
RIP Strong Arm of God...you will be missed.
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Oops. I'm glad no one was under it. Are you getting the ice? We got MORE snow. Oy. Still, I'd rather have the snow than the ice. RIP tree.
I'm so sorry you lost "The Strong Arm of God" but I'm also glad to know that I'm not the only one that mourns the loss of a mighty tree!
The Strong Arm of God will now be a nurse log that will become a new home to many creatures...in the water and out! It will also nourish new baby trees that will someday be as big as he was...or she!!
I can relate, I too have my trees that I love like old friends. We have three on our property that I am attached to and would be so sad should one be damaged or god forbid, destroyed I have a photo of one of my favorites on my "Snow" posting. Sorry to see the empty space.....
We are getting the ice, Marigold.
Major bummer. I love trees and especially large, old ones. It's so sad when something happens to them.
So sorry you lost your dear friend. 2011 was a very bad year for my trees. I'm hoping not to lose any this year.
i'm surrounded b weed trees called box elders. hideous things, also i was raised in the deep forest so i guess i don't have much love for trees. i was actually afraid you had tragically lost a few of your dear 4-footed darlings, so i was relieved to see it was "just" a tree. *sigh of relief*
M condolences on the tree, however. <The loss of a picturesque one is a tragedy of its own level.
Oh no... :-(
I'm so sorry.
You guys got hit hard...we didn't get the ice.
Oh, I'm sorry. I always feel a sense of sadness when change happens; whether it's a car coming and going, a runner fading out of view or tree falling and becoming one with the ground.
Thanks for the great photos.
I appreciate the scenery.
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