We have lived in our house with this somewhat messy garden / jungle for fifteen years. A five meter high tree has been an eye soar to my husband. It bends out over the main road and there's nothing much to it. I have seen birds building nests in the top, the cooling shadow under the tree and I've begged for mercy, begged for it's life.
Under the tree the ground was moist and rare plants like this ramsons , leek from the viking ages, thrive.
Gunnar made me a garden swing there, and I had a good time in my Secret Garden. My friend Anne persuaded me to cut some branches last autumn. "So many that one can throw a hat between the branches."
This autumn strange things began to happen with this ugly duckling.
It's grown even taller than last year, but with much light coming through.
The autumn's greatest joy and surprise.
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