Sometimes a property, a place, or a road is defined by a tree. There are many,Tall Oak Farms, Cedar Swamp Roads, Maple Streets, and Sycamore Lanes. Places like Aspen Acres, Twin Oak Cafe, Maple Leaf Farms and Connecticut's own, The Charter Oak all take their names from a tree.
I don't think that our majestic old Chestnut tree defined our place, but she was nearly as perfect as a tree can be. She had a flawless crown, fantastic branches for climbing, and the shade she provided in the summer was refreshing. She also lent out her sturdy branches for the kid's tire swing and rope swing.
Storm Alfred hit the state and hit it hard. I don't think I have any right to complain, because we did not lose power for a second, and with 800,000 folks with out power I felt a certain amount of guilt for staying warm and comfortable. We did reach out to everyone we knew without power and offered them a warm place to stay. Maybe if someone took us up on our offer, I would not feel like the guy hoarding chocolate bars while stranded in the wilderness with 5 other starving people.
Our old Chestnut took a hit during the night of Alfred. With a loud disturbing "SNAP", some of her stately branches were ripped off and fell to the ground completely surrounding her.
Gone is her perfect shape and crown. Gone is the kids tire swing. Gone is some of her refreshing summer shade.
But she should survive!
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