You know the old saying that goes something like this? If a tree falls in the forest and there’s no one around to hear the noise, was there any sound made at all? An old oak tree fell close to our house during last Friday’s high winds. Surely we’d have heard it. We slept through it.
We didn’t realize what had happened until Saturday morning. And there it was, a hundred-year-old beauty that I remember as a kid. I camped under it ’way back when, and it weathered many more storms over the years before we built this cedar log home.
The old tree had begun to show its age a few years back. It developed a large hole right through middle. It didn’t affect its leaves from blossoming each spring. There are many trees around, oaks and maples; this one was special.
Many years ago I was talking to my nephew, Michael Storey (cinematographer: TV’s Designated Survivor) who lived down the road. He was in his early to mid-teens when I asked if he’d design a dog house for out by the tree.
He brought several sketches a few days later. One, very country. Overhanging slanted roof, solid flooring. I supplied the 2x4s, planks, weathered barn board, and leftover thick cedar shingles. What he built was such a solid piece of work that it is still with us. Intact.
I can’t recall what I paid him, but knowing how pleased I was, I made it worth his while. Nathaniel would later pitch his pup tent close to the tree, and next to the doghouse. He’d say g’night, much to his mom’s distress, and wander out alone in the dark to bed down.
Why I bring this up is this: How the oak tree missed landing on the doghouse (see photo) is beyond us. Sure, a few smaller branches grazed it, but see the size of the old tree to appreciate the doghouse remains in one piece.
Author’s comment: Rosanne saw the felled tree first, spread across what little open space we have up here. I’m sure she crossed herself and said a little prayer because when she dragged me out to see it, she murmured. “It could easily have fallen this way and whacked the house. The deck.” There are things in life, I said to her, that we can’t control. And this was one of them.