It’s the best, most beautiful tree in town. The first one to change this glorious color in the fall:
Does anyone remember Pollyanna? It reminds me of this clip:
Jimmy Bean: “There it is…up there. The best climbing tree in town. Isn’t it a beauty?”
Pollyanna: “Well, of all the stupid, little juvenile tricks. Do you mean to tell me you brought me all the way up here just to see a crummy old….a crummy old tree??”
Jimmy: “Don’t you even want to climb it?”
It’s on an old farm property and walking around makes you feel like you’ve stepped back in time.
The old, boarded up house makes me sad. How many memories there must be under that tree…but now it’s surrounded by student apartments. It reminds me of the Little House.
Does anyone else get nostalgic about old trees and homes?