It’s the craziest thing, being tucked in to bed in my tiny home in the middle of a 3 million person city. The silence is making me sad. In contrast to the chorus of tree frogs that sang me to sleep each night and the staccato of bird song to which I woke to each morning — I’m so surprised how very quiet this American life of mine is.
This tree screened my bedroom windows. And occasionally needed trimming or pruning from a tree specialist near me–it did not have much demand. It was perfect- its large limbs reached toward the sky in a dozen directions and provided shelter to a handful of beautiful birds.
I badly miss this tree, the giant hardwoods down by the river. It reminds me to grieve for other trees– the flamboyant ones in the full fiery orange glow. And even the dumb, non-native eucalyptus trees that line the roads on the tea estates.
That tree was everything, but now that it has gone, I really need to try and look at the positives. I feel that since the tree has gone, it has made my garden look bigger. It’s probably because it is not stuck in the shade anymore so you can actually see the full length of my garden. I’ve always wanted to have my own shed. But not just any shed. A prefab shed.
I’ve heard a lot about them recently. My friend was talking for ages about these prefabricated she sheds that she found online. You see, her house is small but her garden is big and all the rooms in her house are occupied and she just wanted her own space. And this is where the she-shed has proven so useful. It is big enough to store her equipment and aluminum garden furniture sets (which can be bought from reputed online stores if interested individuals Click Here), yet small enough that it fits nicely in her garden. I want that for myself now. Somewhere I can go to to have my own peace. The same sort of peace the tree used to provide me. Yes, I think I shall make this my mission next. It will give me something to focus on at least.
And this time, I’m going to keep it up. I might also opt for tree pruning services to ensure that the tree grows perfectly and that its branches have a fanciful shape. Actually, I believe I recently learned that removing diseased, dead, pest-ridden, or rubbing together branches helps trees and shrubs stay healthier. Let’s hope everything goes as planned.
Anyway, I’m in a bit of a post-vacation funk, one that can only be described as self-absorbed and pathetic. All the same, I’m looking at my holiday photos with such desire to return! Take more! Feel that African sun warm my face and the rain cool my flip flopped toes. Alas, this is as close as we are coming today to those glorious gardens, where I spent days reading, day dreaming and watching the butterflies and dragonflies compete in one triumphant pageant of biology.