Resquiat in Pacem
Poor Sappy McTree. So young. So promising! Thy youthful branches had hardly begun their embrace of the sky; thy roots had hardly delved into Fullerton’s loamy fundament.
Thou verdant thing, thou honorable creature of God. Thou hast passed in the mere twinkling of an eye on a moon-dark night.
We miss thee, O Sappy.
How do you know what religion that tree was?
Druid? Wiccan?
We asked the other trees in the neighborhood for confirmation.
Oh brother…give it a rest.
No.
The sappy tree gave its life to prevent the impaired driver from ramming a dwelling. We salute you!
LOL looks like the best thing that could have happened by the looks of that house!
Lol! I needed a good laugh today. Thank you.
Some candles need to be put by the cross now and lit at night to create the appropriate mood to honor the legacy of Sappy McTree. 🙂
Ah, one final memorial for the dearly departed Sappy McTree.