Hello! I’m back!
Haven’t actually been anywhere, per se, but STUFF has been happening, as it does with us all.
My dear apple tree succumbed to the gales this week. It is the first time in the three and a half years I have known her that she has had an abundance of apples. Now she is tilting over, with a few shallow roots adhering to Mother Earth. It’s as if she has had her swan song, and I had a feeling she was saying goodbye.
The apple is the tree of love, truth and beauty. The tree of the grail, you might say. Of course Avalon means “isle of apples”, and I will miss my brave friend, who has always been overshadowed by the magnificently glorious hornbeam, whilst struggling to reach the light, giving food and shelter to numerous birds.
She has given and received much love to and from Celtic Earth Reiki students, as well as to myself and the creatures who have been sustained by her. Now I will gather her last crop of apples, and her wood will keep me warm in the winter.