One of the great joys of my life are trees. In part I love them because they often live beyond the life span of a single human being and, thus, we must care for them or plant them not just for ourselves but for the generations on either side of ourselves.That simple fact puts my small life squarely in the bigger context of what is real about life.
Our recent visit to England was an opportunity to enjoy some of the fabulous, old trees that grow there.
The English Oaks are magnificent, many of them standing alone in fields that have grown hay for hundreds of years. Nearly every churchyard has at least one Yew Tree and in some cases those can be 2000 years old. Beech, Linden (Lime), Chestnut…the list of species that thrive there into old age is long and lovely.
In London I enjoyed this new installation of trees that are being espaliered. Obviously a bird has also already enjoyed the young tree even in that densely urban environment.
This English Oak graces the property of Blickling Hall, a spot we’ve been fortunate enough to visit and enjoy several times. Clearly I’m in heaven!