A Happy Ending

 

crooked-tree

One of the things I love about our farm is the abundance of trees of various kinds and character. Among my favourites, this beautiful old maple I call “The Crooked Tree.” The shape of this tree alone seems against the odds, but let us continue …

On March 27, 2016 our area of central Ontario endured a 24-hour ice storm. Sadly, the big, old, crooked maple and its long-time partner across the lane (along with many others about the property) couldn’t take the stress of the one-inch ice accretion upon its limbs and broke down.

broken

It broke my heart to see such a beautiful tree meet such an unhappy end.

hope

It was so mangled that it seemed to cut it down was the obvious choice. And then we wondered about having a local sculptor come in to carve a rearing, defiant horse into it. You know, symbolic of rising above the situation.

In the end, and after much soul searching and upon finding sappy evidence that the tree, despite its terrible wound, was very much alive, we opted to give it another chance. We had an arborist make a diagonal cut across the tree from just above the shoot where the orange string is in the above image, hoping that perhaps this bit of assistance might help it to rise again.

resilience

And believe it or not, against all odds this crooked old tree has actually found a way to thrive.

It would have been so easy to right off this broken down and battered old maple. I’m glad we didn’t. Now I look at it as a testament to the resilience of both nature and the human spirit.

We are never so broken that we cannot rise again with the right support and love around us. We are how we choose to respond to the slings and arrows of life. We either endure in strength, or we allow ourselves to be defeated.

a-new-leaf

The scars become a testament to our character and provide an unexpected beauty all their own.

I love happy endings.

Thanks for visiting …

Dorothy

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©Dorothy Chiotti … All Rights Reserved 2017

Weekly Photo Challenge: Against the Odds

Snow Can Be So Pretty

Coated

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An eerie stillness permeates the air

And with the wind the trees doth creak and moan.

Their naked branches not so very bare;

As coat of ice doth shiver, shake and groan.

Ol’ Man of Winter hath his fury wrought

As Mother Nature weeps for what she’s lost.

The children of the Earth in tempest caught

Their innocence, as e’er, too high a cost.

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The calm after the storm a vacant shock

As minds and hearts and souls themselves adjust

To what is lost of nature’s precious stock

And come to terms with this we children must.

For precious life to all of us is given,

But none of us are guaranteed to heaven.

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I’ve started a new journal.

As I am inclined to do, I flipped through the pages of my last journal to see what I’d left behind and found this sonnet written during the great ice storm of Christmas week December 2013.

Written by candlelight, I imagine. I don’t remember. That week is such a blur. Surreal, I suppose.

I love trees and it distressed me to see them suffer under the volume of ice they bore. 

Now, two months later, the only ice left is under foot, and this is a hazard all its own.

Perhaps a month from now the view will be green instead of white. Judging by the mountains of snow and three inches of ice underneath it, spring could be a long way away … and messy.

Still, snow can be so pretty.

Winter

Thanks for visiting,

Dorothy 🙂

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©Dorothy Chiotti, Aimwell Creative Works

Weekly Photo Challenge: Infinity … The Infinite Beauty of Autumn

Infinity … Endless. Enduring.

I’ve opted to highlight the infinite beauty of autumn for this week’s photo challenge.

A last burst of vibrant warmth and colour before the cool hues of winter lay tracks for another season of hibernation.

Thanks for visiting …

Dorothy

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Shout Outs

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Ms. Diplomacy

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©Dorothy Chiotti, All Rights Reserved 2013

Burning Bush …

Burning Bush

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There’s more to life than meets the eye.

Like burning bush in burning sky

The fire within is burning bright;

Unveil your heart and see the light.

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Thanks for visiting …

Dorothy 🙂

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