This tree, which I ambitiously tried to hug — in my own special lop-sided way — is a mighty oak indeed. It stands tall and wide in the front-yard of a beautiful brick home, and though the home is old, the oak is older.
I recently met the owners of house and tree at their home in the gorgeous heritage district of one of Canada’s nicest small towns: Bowmanville, Ontario. They’ve lived here for decades and have learned much about their home, the town, and of course, the tree.
“It’s more than 300 years old,” the husband told me. “Many people stop to take photos.”
As did my husband and I. I’ve even told friends about this tree, and directed them to it!
It is, indeed, a wondrous tree.
There are other large trees on this beautiful street. Maples, magnificent beeches and others. But none as massive and wondrous as the oak. Which is ironic as the street is called Beech.
Here’s to the mighty oak!