The mess of the tree falling last night during the storm is mostly gone. Me and Lewis picked up most of it this morning to let Marijo out to get her pedicure today. The mocking bird still comes and lands on the trunk or in the pile of branches on the curb. Passersby still stop, pause and apologize. Sometimes they say “Awww”. Sometimes it’s an ” I’m sorry man” and sometimes just silence. I just keep saying to myself it’s an opportunity to plant something new.
