A few weeks ago, I took the day to drive to the coast here in Maine. The salt air clears the head in so many ways. On the way, I stopped to look again at the house that was built by one of my ancestors. I've written about that house here. I am fascinated by the house but also the TREE that stands so majestically next to the house.
Who knows how old this tree is? Was it there before the house was built or did someone plant it? Someone at some time either planted it, or decided to let it grow when they were clearing the land for the house and farm. Over the years, subsequent owners let this tree be, and it has grown to be majestic.
