Each year she seems to grow more tired. A dressing of leaf mould and wood ash from the fire, seem to keep her going. Old trees, like old people, can be inspiring.
Life burns bright in them, whatever their handicap.
Birds nest, insects hide and the hollow trunk holds so many secrets. We can enjoy these special trees today largely thanks to the individuals, past and present, who have cared for them and ensured their survival.
It takes only one person in the life of a tree to mutilate or destroy it. I often wonder what will happen to her when it is my time to leave the garden...................