This will serve to remind you of what my beautiful catalpa tree looked like in the middle of this past summer. You know, very tall, thin and stately with large leaves resembling elephant ears, and lovely clusters of flowers for only too short a time—reminding us I suppose of some humans we all know.
This is what it looked like on Saturday, 11 October 2008, more or less in the middle of our annual Fall snowstorm. The multiple injuries are obscured by the snow.
And then this is what the poor bedraggled thing looked like on Monday, 13 October 2008, after the worst was over. This tree was assaulted in the vilest way and left for dead. Perhaps we should keep in mind Flannery O'Connor's observation: "In the absence of faith we govern by tenderness. And tenderness leads to the gas chamber."
And this is what it looks like today, Wednesday, 15 October 2008. Things don't look good. This same brutish act of Nature happened a few years ago. Mother Nature is a bitch, and a recidivist too.
This is a small experiment in the blogosphere. "If you have no interest in what it's like to grow old, what follows is not for you. However, if it's going to happen to you, and the outcome is ultimately going to be negative, then finding a way to make the process as bearable, even as enjoyable as possible, might be worth a little attention."—from John Jerome's On Turning Sixty-Five
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