Goodbye, old tree.

Our favorite tree, the one in front of the house, is gone. The tree fellers were meant to chop down the one next to my room but they made a mistake. We'll miss the shade in the summer. The roots are probably still growing into our foundation. Maybe it will knock our house down, yet. But now, the light of sunset fills the house through the living room window and the front room is a forecastle on the crest of a wave that is the unin-tree-rupted slope of our front yard.