Following a tree
I have just joined Lucy over at Loose and leafy and have agreed to follow the life of a tree for a year, if you are interested in this too, please contact her to join in.
I think trees are underated they are all round us but don't get the glory they deserve. When I came to think about it trees have played different roles in the background throughout all my life.What are you earliest memories of trees?
I used to live in a street which had an avenue of horse chesnut trees. The sticky buds turning into the lovely candlelabra blossom and then the conkers which were very popular! We also had a cherry tree in the garden and when it had to be cut down, as it was rotten, I was so upset.
My Dad was in the Services and I spent most of my childhood in Germany when I was 11, I went to boarding school in Kent which I loved. Our home was a huge manor house in the Kent countryside (can you imagine running a house with 86 girls!) and at the bottom of the garden we had a small beech and rhododendron wood where we made secret dens and played imaginary games.
When we moved to Dorset we lived in a pretty wooded valley and some of my favourite wedding photos are taken under the trees.
I love walking through woods and although it may not be a weekly excursion, and we have had many happy outings with the children and dogs over the years.
We have now lived in our current house for 20 years and the only thing in the back garden when we arrived was a large conifer. I am afraid to say that this came out and was replaced with five trees, and it has been a delight to watch them grow over this period of time.
My dilemma was which tree to watch, my first choice was my favourite tree in the garden. One of my best friends died at the age of 32, and we decided to plant a tree in our garden to remember her by, as she lived far away. It was a magnolia and it is such a beautiful tree and is a such a fitting and constant reminder of her.
However I do look at this tree all the time, so I have decided on this tree below instead.
It is a willow tree which lies beside the River Jordan that flows into the sea. Quite by chance last weekend I took a photo of it as we walked down to the beach and then I read Lucy's article, and almost felt it had chosen me! It was a favourite stopping point when the children were younger for them to climb on, so watch out for future reports on this beautiful tree.