A sentinel in life. Through storms and spring growth, this old tree has stood and weathered the chisel of fate. It has formed this shape from many battles and demonstrates the persistence of living. It is like the wise tree that talks to lost children in enchanted forest of fables past. Who could have foretold the shape it has taken as a young and perfect tree. Today there is beauties in this beast, as American Natives are proud of the lines in their faces, these scars become the character of ye old tree and essence of being.

-- Steve Tracy