It shades the roadway and sheds acorns on the shoulder and the ditch and the lawn beyond. It dropped a huge branch on the street once in a storm and the city crew picked it up but refused to trim the jagged butt that was left on the tree because it is the county's right of way and of course the county will never notice it. Squirrels scamper about its limbs and birds sing from it. It is across the street from my mailbox, so it is the thing I see as I wait for traffic to clear so I can leave my driveway. I watch the seasons unfold on this tree.
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I only see one season here. Where are the rest of them?
it is such a common thing it never occurred to me to photograph it until i was waiting to be picked up for a lunch date with my camera along to show my companions photos of the latest kitchen progress . .. i will be more attentive to it in the future.
And those pictures would be --- where?
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