|Photo taken at library centennial shows slight lean that had gotten worse|
Trees and human beings are both engaged in narrative processes. We humans are constantly telling our tales. With trees, where there is a knot, there had been a branch, and each year of a tree's life is dutifully recorded to be read by those human beings who might be interested in knowing something about the world in which their own stories take place.
This great tree will be missed, but all are consoled by the great notion that works of useful beauty will emerge from its loss.
Make, fix and create...