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Trees can't tell the whole story.

by
Avery Bigheart

There once lived a stand of five very
beautiful Canadian Redbud. They were all
about 30 years old but they have a story
to tell. And not just a story of one of their
demise. They could tell many stories at
great length of the things they'd seen
and of a world much different than today.
But the story they wanted me to help tell
was of how they came to be where they
are and how the loss of one should not
go untold. Their story begins in much the
same way most trees in our
neighborhoods come to be. They'd all
been apart of that big tree, a long time
ago. Each branch of that tree had
hundreds of limbs and each of them had
started out as a limb on the tree they
used to previously be. And one day a man
with a blade came along and severed
that connection and gave them each a
space to grow. After the wound healed
and they were nourished back to
strength and vigor, they'd  each been
taken to a field and dibble-barred into the
same field, along with 100's of their kind.
A few years went by. Winter, Summer,
Spring and Fall. Pests and Heat. But
never too thirsty and they had deep
earth in which to live. And on one
memorable day, along came the Big
Orange Tractor and a bunch of men
bearing spades and cloth. And before the
days end, there they stood, lined up
along that busy road. They weren't in the
same field. The sun had certainly shone
differently upon their crown but it wasn't
worse, just different. They stood there,
battered by wind, rain, snow and heat,
but together, next to that busy road,
winter summer, drought and flood
day and night,
growing full with life and limb.
Then one night a terrible thing happened.
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“I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone
structure of the landscape - the loneliness of it, the
dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it,
the whole story doesn't show.” Andrew Wyeth