So, do you recognise the tree on the header? Yep, it's the oak tree from down Green Lane. I love that tree.
When I was a teenager, it had a seat underneath it. Hours I spent, hours loafing there. Green Lane was THE place to go with your mates. On your bikes when you were riding push bikes, on the back of your friends motor bikes as you got older and hanging out at the motorway bridge.
Of the many things that I am grateful for, that gang, that group of friends, new ones being added, some leaving is one of them. Some of them are dead now, motorbike accidents taking their toll. I saw two of the gang just the other day as I walked down Dinglewell. That continuity feels rare. Some I have lost touch with. Paths go different ways. That's the way it is.
But anyway - that oak tree represents so much that I have assured myself that I will take its photo each season and notice it while we can.
Of the many things that I am grateful for, that gang, that group of friends, new ones being added, some leaving is one of them. Some of them are dead now, motorbike accidents taking their toll. I saw two of the gang just the other day as I walked down Dinglewell. That continuity feels rare. Some I have lost touch with. Paths go different ways. That's the way it is.
But anyway - that oak tree represents so much that I have assured myself that I will take its photo each season and notice it while we can.
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