Some Deaths Are Not Socially Acceptable

"...Sir Timothy...after a night of high wind had brought down 2 magnificent elm tress on the edge of the ha-ha.... It was a sad sight.  The trees were lying with their roots upended and their trunks slanting across the ditch to the ruin of broken branches and smashed twigs on the lower level.  Sir Timothy ...as much distressed as if they had been the only trees he possessed.  There were tears in his eyes as he kept repeating: 'Wouldn't have lost them for the worlds!  Known them all my life.  Opened my eyes upon them, in fact, for I was born in that room there. ....It's this damned sunk fence is to blame.  No root room on one side.  Wouldn't have lost them for the worlds!'".  Flora Thompson, Lark Rise to Candleford.

 Written of an era a century old, and a true story, I love Sir Timothy.

Clients & friends, calling me through the years, "Tara, my tree died."  Then tears.  Women of course.  But men too.  Successful men, trophy house, car, family, and they are still the little boy within.  In grief they remember me, someone who will understand.  I've cried with them all.
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No, not many will tell family, friends, co-workers, "Called my garden designer today, we cried about losing my tree."
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You do understand these are big trees, over a century, with energy giving spirit.
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Garden & Be Well,     XO Tara
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Pics from BBC