I was WRONG when I told you about the Holly Trees the other day. Actually I was only wrong about one of them-the first holly tree. This is what I said:
“There are three holly trees on my road that never fail to catch my eye during the holiday season. Each tree is only a hop skip and a jump from the other. In fact as I write this I do believe you could draw a diagonal line between the three and it would be fairly straight.
The first tree is in the yard of the first house on my road a big white farm house, by far the oldest house on my road. I’ve known the folks who live there my entire life. First the elder couple, then their grandson, and now their great grandson. As I think upon where the holly trees grow, I wonder if the first tree was left by chance or if Clarence and Ruby, the elder couple, loved the red berries as much as I do and made sure the tree grew unhindered.
The second holly tree is just up the road, but out in the pasture. A little set of woods that breaks up the large pasture is home to that very large holly tree.
The third holly tree is a little further up the road around the curve. It’s not as large as the first two trees and it grows just outside the fence-all close up to the barb wire like it wishes it was in the pasture too.
Two of those three holly trees have disappeared since I first told you about them and there are new folks living in the old white farmhouse-folks I’ve never met, but hope to someday.”
It’s not often that I ride in a car, most of the time I’m the one driving. But over the weekend I had the opportunity to ride and greatly enjoyed myself. I love to stare out the car window and think about the houses and people we pass.
As we turned onto our road from a day of gallivanting what did I see? That first holly tree that I told you was gone. I could barely believe my eyes. I thought “Well there it is just like it always was!” So what made me think it was gone?
There was a huge oak tree that stood just beyond the holly tree. Pap said it was probably one of the oldest oaks in the area-he guessed it was at least a 1,000 years old if not older.
Several years ago I stopped by the folk school to pick up the girls one afternoon. As I sat in the car and waited for them to come out a little thunderstorm blew up. The storm wasn’t nothing major just a little wind and rain along with the thunder and lighting. The girls came out just as it ended and we headed for home.
We had just turned off the main road when I realized something was different. It was the old oak. It was laying down.
I guess the tree was diseased on the inside and that little puff of wind that came with the storm was just enough to bring it down. Amazingly, it laid itself down in the only place it could have without damaging the house or falling the road. The massive tree just fell along the fence line directly on that first holly tree.
As you might imagine, cleaning up that oak tree took a good long while and since the holly tree was crushed I thought it was gone forever. Funny how thoughts stick in your mind even when they’re wrong. The oak tree has been cleaned up for at least two years and the holly tree has been working hard to return to it’s glory days, but all I remembered was the destruction of the fallen giant.
I was so excited over realizing the holly tree was still there that I almost didn’t notice another holly tree just beyond it. I guess the oak tree had hidden it from view all these years. It’s just as pretty as the first one and now I wonder if Clarence and Ruby protected it too.
So many of you asked about where to purchase Dorie: Woman of the Mountains that I thought I’d share my favorite place to find old books online. It’s called bookface.com. You type in the info you have-the book’s name or the author and up pops a list to choose from. If the book you’re looking for shows up-click on it and then you can see the prices for purchasing the book online.