snapshot saturday: losing a friend
When I was a baby, my parents planted a tree for me. Over the years it grew to be much larger than our house. But for a while now, we've known that it was being infected by Emerald Ash Borers.
Last week, it was decided that it should come down. It wasn't dead, but it was on its way. So we took a few last photos. And I cried.
Now it's just a tall stump, which will get a tree house built on it. And a new tree is planted nearby.