What a vista at the end of the trail! There used to be a weathered, gnarled spruce tree on The Point. The sea-facing half of the tree was brown, it's needles giving way to the sea spray from high tides and constant wind. Most of the dead branches on this side of the tree were chopped off to burn in the small fire ring that lay between the rocks at the point. A couple of years ago we again walked to The Point. We first took in the wind and view then noticed that the tree was gone. Only a stump was left, the rest I believed was burned for atmosphere and warmth. I was briefly reminded of Shel Silverstein's
The Giving Tree, in which the tree loved a boy and gave everything to him. I wonder if the person who took this determined tree had a prior connection to The Point? I think not.
What a vista at the end of the trail! There used to be a weathered, gnarled spruce tree on The Point. The sea-facing half of the tree was brown, it's needles giving way to the sea spray from high tides and constant wind. Most of the dead branches on this side of the tree were chopped off to burn in the small fire ring that lay between the rocks at the point. A couple of years ago we again walked to The Point. We first took in the wind and view then noticed that the tree was gone. Only a stump was left, the rest I believed was burned for atmosphere and warmth. I was briefly reminded of Shel Silverstein's The Giving Tree, in which the tree loved a boy and gave everything to him. I wonder if the person who took this determined tree had a prior connection to The Point? I think not. 
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