The Story of an Apricot Tree
After being planted by Mormon
pioneers, this ancient apricot tree stood silently for over a
century. The main trunk was over five feet in diameter.
This specimen is just one limb. She was a giant and provided many
harvests of apricots before succumbing to age and wind.
But even though toppled she had
one more bounty to bestow: the beauty and character of her wood.
Through a turbulent life she developed many gnarls to cover and heal
the scars she suffered through the years.
I found her lying unceremoniously among tall willows near a swamp, mud covered, forgotten but still hiding her last treasure.
Under bark and mud and debris
lay the wood and scars that told the story of a tree’s
life. With loving hands, much huff and puff, I uncovered her
amazing burls, and brought back life to this weathered old limb.
She stands proudly today, about
thirteen feet tall, for all to see and admire and hug. And I hug
her often. She’s a beauty and a real lady,
She deserves an appreciative audience: A Mall – Corporate Complex – Business Board Room or loving home.
To stay in southern Utah would be ideal – because of her heritage.