After being away for a week, Morten and I are back from England where we stayed with friends to celebrate our one year anniversary. It was a beautiful moment and I'll treasure the memories of it.
Now, the wind and the birds have replaced the tumultuous London and our solitary life has been back on our doorstep.
Already, a lot of things have happened and many thoughts were discussed, leaving me with a plenty of new posts in the making.
As a starter, here's a story of a dead tree that turned out to be not so dead after all…
When Morten moved here, 5 years ago, there was a plum tree on the east bank by the house. Unfortunately, the tree died during the following winter but Morten didn't cut it down. He left the dried trunk where it was. Two spring later, another tree started to shoot out of the ground, about a meter to the left. It was a plum tree. Even thought the main tree hadn't survived winter, the roots beneath the ground did. Now, 3 years after the second tree was born, not only it's still growing strong, but it's also carrying fruits for the first time.
And all that from a root…
Nature never ceases to surprise me. No matter how dead it looks, "life finds a way".
(and a photo with Morten for the scale)
Same story with another tree, at the back of the house this time. Two years ago, the tractor that cut the grass on the field ran over the small tree. Today, the new one is one it's way up.
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