Childhood Memories

One of these spectacular trees grew over a bridge on my childhood home farm. We'd pull just a few leaves from it every time we rode under on the back of the ute.

A flood killed this tree, and it made me sad.

I'm ashamed to say I pulled branches off, but this tree helped me make whips to be catwoman, and a cattle rustler, it helped me make ropes to be tarzan, and made a mystical arbor when I was an explorer or a fairy.

I love these trees. They remind me of childish innocence.

Cm

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Feb 9, 2009