I would imagine
the green tongues
of the eucalyptus tree
telling me stories
of times passed,
of times magical.
...Angela Abraham
I miss our neighbor's very old eucalyptus tree that blew down last January. I liked the fresh fragrance of the leaves and it filled the space outside a corner of our yard. When we first got Katniss, it was her favorite tree and hide out.
The fence still isn't repaired or a tree chosen to replace it. One of these days...soon, I hope.
