This tree is beautiful, it might be my favourite tree in the world because it brings back so many memories. The photos not great, taken through a steamy window on a dull day, so it does not show its true beauty.
This photo was taken from my mums kitchen window in Autumn. At the time Mum was staying with sisters who was caring for her, I wanted her to see how lovely the tree was. The colours are amazing, we all adored this tree, it grew up with us. These deep russets and reds colours only lasted a few weeks and then the leaves would fall off for winter. Spring would bring the most beautiful blossom and summer full beauty. Whatever time of year this tree gave us it’s all.
A while after mums death I drove around the estate and stood under this tree looking up at my childhood home. Another family were moving about in the flat, another family had our tree.
The tree was planted when I was a child and brings back lots of memories. Sweaters thrown under it while the kids on the estate played British Bulldog, my mum leaving bread and cheese for the birds and foxes under it, and the welcome shade it gave us in the summer.
I know when it comes to trees this one won’t win any awards but it is special to me. I think I might need to drive up and visit this tree soon. Place my hand on its trunk and thank it for the memories ❤️