The year Jerry died his special tree, the Japanese feather leaf maple he’d planted sixty years before showed signs of stress. He loved that tree. All the family did. It was important to each of us.
I sought advice from the county extension agent as to how to restore it to health. Watered it. Fed it. Amended the soil. Pruned it. Did all the things I’d been counseled to do and did them for three years hoping for the best. Despite my earnest prayers and significant efforts, each year Jerry’s special tree grew worse.
Three years after my father-in-law died, his beautiful Japanese feather leaf died too.
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Much Love,Hank
