That's me with a maple tree on my property that has seen better days. (It's still quite alive after losing a big chunk of itself a couple of years ago).
To think, this tree, which grows about twenty feet off of the old, long-ago-abandoned Raleigh Grayson Turnpike, was probably peed on by some yankee with the Union cavalry when they were riding by on their way to Wytheville to burn the train station there in 1864.
"Time is but the stream I go fishing in. I drink at it, but while I drink I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. It's thin current slides away, but eternity remains.”
-- Henry David Thoreau
