This is my favorite tree on the Intracoastal Waterway. I take photos of it every year. It speaks to me. I feel like it reminds me of my Nana. This tree had to have been stunning in its prime. It’s perfectly formed. Perfectly even. The fact that it is still rooted in the soil deep enough to carry its weight all these years past its death speaks volumes to its rich and full life. It is still a breathtaking beauty to me. A testament to the truth – that those things we have done to the glory and honor of God will stand long after we have ceased producing – whether that be a short season or the end of one thing and beginning of the next. Yes, we are still standing, and what a beautiful testimony it is.