gonfishn
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My grandfather planted a Jack Pine when my mother was born at the Homestead in Northern Minnesota. It endured harsh winter,Winds and anything else that mother nature could throw at it. During its 85 years it attained a height of over 100 feet. This last winter was pretty hard on the ole scrub and some limbs fell almost hitting our log home.
I brought a friend up who is a wood carver to enjoy some fishing with me. My mother cried when we told her we dad to cut it down. It broke our heart to do this knowing what it meant to her.
The beaver picture is the actual trunk that was left when we cut it down. The other figures are parts of that tree. The smile and the twinkle in her eyes when she saw it would melt the hardest heart. Now when she is sitting at the table her friend will always be there with a smile for her.
Mother has Alzheimer's and her path is almost completed. This tree though will be there for all to enjoy after we are all gone.
http://img2.putfile.com/main/6/16913343930.jpg
http://img2.putfile.com/main/6/16913343927.jpg
I brought a friend up who is a wood carver to enjoy some fishing with me. My mother cried when we told her we dad to cut it down. It broke our heart to do this knowing what it meant to her.
The beaver picture is the actual trunk that was left when we cut it down. The other figures are parts of that tree. The smile and the twinkle in her eyes when she saw it would melt the hardest heart. Now when she is sitting at the table her friend will always be there with a smile for her.
Mother has Alzheimer's and her path is almost completed. This tree though will be there for all to enjoy after we are all gone.
http://img2.putfile.com/main/6/16913343930.jpg
http://img2.putfile.com/main/6/16913343927.jpg