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If a Tree Falls….

February 29, 2012 at 9:06 am by Claudia

Do you ever post a photo and wonder if you’ve already used it in a previous post? That well might be the case with this one. (I used the Hipstamatic App on my iPhone for this neat, vintage look.) Since we are supposed to have 1 to 3 inches of snow today and freezing rain, I thought some cheery flowers were in order.

The tree is down. I left the house at 9:00 and stayed away until about 3:00. Since I spent the time away from a cottage at a huge mall, I was suffering from mall burnout. I actually dislike malls intensely, but I had to go to the Apple Store and the nearest one to us is….you guessed it….in a mall. By the time I had some lunch and took care of business, my eyes were stinging and the lighting was getting to me. I kept in touch with Don all day.

Call one:    The branches are all down and they are meticulous about clean-up.
Call two:     They’re on a lunch break.
Call three:  They’re back and are taking down the trunk.
Call four:    You’d better stall a bit if you don’t want to get upset. Get some lunch.
Call five:     Still taking down the tree.
Call six:        It’s down, you can come home.

So I drove up the driveway and saw the massive trunk in pieces all over the yard. I cried a bit. It was shocking but, truth be told, I spent a lot of time preparing myself and had reconciled myself to it. The yard looks even more barren, as there is mud everywhere, and the willow tree helped to mask it. I didn’t take any pictures. I recorded Hurricane Irene’s destruction of our trees last fall.  I don’t need to do it a second time.

But, what can you do? It had to come down. The tree was easily 90 – 100′ high and it was huge. The 3 guys who took it down worked tirelessly and cheerfully from 9 in the morning until 7 that night. It was a lot of money for us but, in reality, a very good deal considering the size of the tree and the amazing job they did.

And in the glass half-full department, I was doing some work in the guest room/office which looks out on the front yard and noticed that I could see the mountains and creek from the window. We’d never had that view before because of the tree.

Let’s see, what else is positive? I won’t have to clean up endless branches after a wind storm.

And we no longer have to worry about it falling on our house or our neighbor’s house. And we worried about that a lot.

Our neighbors must be sick of hearing the noise of machinery around this place. It’s been a noisy two weeks. And an emotional two weeks.

My plan for today? Laze around. Avoid looking out the front window. Dream about my garden. Crochet. Read.

What’s your plan for the day?

Filed Under: life, trees 33 Comments

Tough Tuesday

February 28, 2012 at 9:00 am by Claudia

The flowers are pretty, aren’t they? Try as I might, I don’t usually have the patience to remove all the paraphernalia from the kitchen table before I shoot a photo. There’s always something in the way.

I am going to ‘not be in the way’ today when the workers come to take down the willow. It will be a big job, it’s incredibly tall. I’m going to take care of some business and leave the home front to Don. I’m sure I’ll see some of the activity because I have to get the car back by 2:30 for Don to go to work. Hopefully (fingers crossed) most of it will be done by that point.

I’m used to the idea now. I know it has to come down. Still – I will probably get a shock when I return. My yard is already a muddy mess from the work on the septic system. Now, it will be missing a massive tree that sheltered our front yard, provided privacy from the busy road, and whose graceful branches swayed gently in the breeze.

Okay. I have to stop or I’ll cry.

Toughen up, Claudia.

New in the Etsy Shop:

The scarf in a rich burgundy, crocheted in silk/bamboo. Soft and silky to the touch.

I’ve had a few people approach me about special orders. If you want one, don’t hesitate to email me or convo me on Etsy. I’m happy to make them. It may take a bit of time as each scarf is made by yours truly and, as far as I know, there are no elves around here to help me out! But I love making them for you.

And to tell the truth, crocheting and the rhythm of it is enormously calming. So bring those orders on!

Filed Under: etsy, life, trees 20 Comments

On Hearts

February 27, 2012 at 10:06 am by Claudia

I found this heart-shaped stone on our walk the other day. It’s small and pretty nearly perfect. I put it in my coat pocket and promptly forgot about it until this morning. It needed rescuing from the dark depths of my pocket – it needed to see the light of day.

Heart shapes evoke strong feelings. Yes, there is the “I love…” symbolism, Valentine’s Day and all that. But within that heart are joy, sorrow, despair, hope, pain, loss, heartbreak, and compassion. So many things contained in one symbol. I never used to be a fan of heart-shaped anything. There was too much of it everywhere. It had become trite. Every bumper sticker I saw had “I {heart-shape} something or other.” Too much. Too little meaning.

But Scout has a heart-shape on her side. Is that a message of some sort? I like to think so.

When I think of heart-shapes these days, I think of so much more than the romantic symbolism. I think of all the emotions we experience every day. I think of those in pain, suffering at this very moment. Of those who are lost and frightened. Those who have lost a loved one. Those whose compassion for their fellow man is astonishing. Those who fight for the rights of our animal friends. I think of everyday people who do heroic things. I think of those who are struggling to hang on to their houses or jobs, whose hearts are breaking. I think of those who have no home and are trying to rebuild their lives.

I think of my dad who told me last night that he thinks his body is shutting down – who feels heartbreak every day. Or my mom whose heart is still beating, even though she is desperately tired and unhappy and has given up.

I think of all of us who are striving to be good people every day. Those whose simple acts of kindness can turn a so-so day into a beautiful one. And of those who are pursuing a dream, hoping that it will come true.

I think of my beloved willow tree. Trees have energy and feelings, of that I have no doubt. If I could carve a heart into the willow, I would do that. But today I will have to say goodbye. It comes down tomorrow.

Heart-shapes have come to mean something entirely different for me than the traditional boy meets girl stuff. Now, when I sew one of my little hearts or find a heart-shaped stone, or discover this heart etched in the gravel just beyond our porch the morning after the destruction of Hurricane Irene —

I take heart.

I hope you take heart, as well, my friends.

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I live in a little cottage in the country with my husband. It's a sweet place, sheltered by old trees and surrounded by gardens. The inside is full of the things we love. I love to write, I love my camera, I love creating, I love gardening. My decorating style is eclectic; full of vintage and a bit of whimsy.

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