Outside my bedroom window stands a old peach tree. It is dwarf in nature, compared to regular size trees. It has seen many seasons change, in the past 20 years, or more. This one seems to be rushing faster, than all the others.
There is something very peaceful about this tree.
I love to watch the changes that come to it. At this time, its extra long leaves are starting to turn orange underneath, on the inside of the tree. As I watch, a gentle breeze blows some of the orange leaves away, falling on the ground in different places.
Sometimes I see bits of blue sky, where green use to be. I am not looking forward to seeing him loose all his leaves, which will soon come.
For it is time for this one to sleep.
Even though his branches will be empty and bare, there is still beauty here. And spring promises, pink blossoms, just around the corner.
With its branches almost touching my window, I share the pleasure of the old twisted cracked limbs, ...with a variety of birds, who come.
I love the humming birds, and the songs they sing. And Baby, one little blue parakeet, who thinks this tree is his, and loves it, just as much as I do.
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I miss that tree! I was just telling my partner about it! The parakeets really did like that tree..... i cant believe you actaully let us talk you into letting our pets free in the tree! Wow! We were good! :)
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