I am not sure exactly when it happened but the centennial of time white pine was reaching for the sky last fall.
The white pine had been there so long that it just blended in and was just a part of the background of nature.
On my first trip to snorkel here this summer I looked out from my put in point and I noticed something had changed in the framework that encircled the lake.
Time and winter storms had brought down the pine snapping it off at its base and now instead of pointing to the sun it reached out horizontally pointing across the lake.
Now the things that lived in the lake noticed the pine and made it their home.
Fish lived in its branches like birds had done just a year before and toads hung rings of their eggs off the dying needles, and you could even find an intrepid photographer.
