Tree of ages
I’m in awe of trees: they seem to be wisdom distilled.
I think it has something to do with their age. Most trees will be here much longer than you or I.
I wonder if they hold a memory of history in their roots and the promise of the future in their branches?
Take this tree, for example. It’s taller than a house, much taller – and has a preservation order on it. Why? Because it is about 750 years old! Once upon a time, it was thirty metres taller – in its heyday – but it has since been cut back to help it live longer. It is expected to live for another hundred years or so.
When it was but a seedling, the lake came up to the house and fed its roots. Time pushed back the lake’s waters, but the tree thrived.
Just think of all that amazing history it has been a part of! 750 years ago saw the end of the Viking Age and the start of the Middle Ages.
The Crusades were being fought, the Byzantine Empire was re-emerging and Genghis Khan established the Mongol Empire. Dante was born, Birger Jarl, the founder of Stockholm, died – and Budvar beer was brewed for the first time in Bohemia.
I’m in awe of trees: they are the repository of memories.
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