This summer, we lost our most magnificent oak. The over-200 year old tree was like a dear friend. It and its equally magnificent three sisters were selling points when we bought the old little cottage. Though the oak took out roof out- twice- it was still so sad to say good-bye to it.
For months, there has been just a big ole’ pile of wood chips where the old oak stood. It was too hot in the summer to really deal with re-landscaping that section of the yard and back to school madness has, well, been madness so the wood chips, the last vestiges of the old tree, remain.