Reading through some current “tree news” this morning I came across an article about the Weeping Beech tree that is hidden away, in a nice little courtyard behind some shops on Main st in Hyannis. Many folks know this tree. I have taken many weekend walks with my children down Main street and this majestic creature has often been the destination.
Sitting under the canopy of this awe inspiring tree, puts you in another world. Looking up into the twisting, gnarled branches, hanging down in a manner that almost invites you to climb, one can’t help but wonder how long this tree has lived here. Some local stories associated with the tree place the tree as far back as 1776 ( though this is not documented and even somewhat contested). One things for sure, this tree has a great deal of history associated with it. Read the peace on the Cape Cod Life web page to get an idea of the lore surrounding this tree.
Reading about this old tree got me thinking , as trees will often do. How often we consider trees to have “history”? Even in our own personal memories how many of us have that special tree that we hold on to with fond nostalgia ? The history of a tree, most often, is the history of events that happened around the tree, while the tree just sat there, happily planted in the soil. All of the people and happenings; the comings and goings; the scraped knees and the secret kisses: and the tree just grows, as trees will often do.
Trees are actually pretty laid back creatures if you think about it. They’re not in much of a hurry at all. Growing little by little and patiently changing with the seasons that march on year after year. Yet some how, so much of our life’s experiences get wrapped up in the rings in the wood grain.
Many times after cutting the last piece of trunk on a tree removal job, I’ll stop and count the rings on the stump. We’ll sometimes discuss and think back to what might have been happening when the tree was planted. But then it’s back to work, because, unlike the trees, we’ve gotta get moving.
I’ve heard it said that the best time to plant a tree was twenty years ago; and the next best time is today. And just think of all the memories our children will have when they look back and pick the fruit.