We never told them how much we loved this tree,Ripening to maturity,
Striped by age, but not crippled.
But someone's gripe,
Risk assessment tripe,
Tripped up,
Ripped down,
Machine's grip
Strips.
RIP
Tree.
Postings from my journal that I make when I am walking, running or cycling around the Surrey Hills in the South East of England.
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