The Only Tree Worth Hugging

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My Favorite Tree

My grandmother gave me this tree to plant when I was five or six years old. I was taller than it at the time, and we raced to new heights together. Unfortunately, I stopped at 5' 5.5", but this sucker just kept growing.

It got struck by lightning one year, and a huge portion of the tree was left lying in the road. My dad was supposed to patch up the tree, but he never did. "It's too late now, honey," he said when I shrieked at him. "The tree is going to die."

But here we are, three years later. I hope it outlives us all.

P.S. Really, I just wanted an excuse to post a picture of the leaves and the sky. I mean, the story is true and all, but who cares, right? Autumn is just too darn beautiful for its own good.

gRegor

gRegor

I'm generally called a stick - but I'm rather tall, too, so I could technically be a tree.

In which case, this tree is worth hugging ...ladies.

That is a cool story though, to have something like that you've grown up with and reminds you of loved ones.

Team Christmas

Team Christmas

Remember. Remember the fifth of November,
The gunpowder treason and plot.
I see no reason the gunpowder treason
should ever be forgot.
oh, and hows things?

Angela

Angela

That's so neat! That's something you can tell your kids one day.

Jenn

Jenn

I think that's a pretty story to go with a pretty picture.
I think fall would be nice here too if we had blue skies like that,

blaez

blaez

that is an awesomely cute story!