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I had intended to document the precise location of this
magnificent Sycamore tree. But don't think I will now. I'm afraid for it. Its relative
isolation assures its safety. I was lucky to find it. If it were easily visible and accessible, it
would have names carved into its trunk, stunted growth from exhaust fumes, and tire
tracks over its roots. If you want to find it, just google "Pawlings Farm Sycamore."
It's birth year is estimated to be in the 1760s. So it is a witness tree - alive during
the 1778 Continental Army's encampment.
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The massive branches have grown until they are
so long and heavy they rest on the ground. It is an almost eerie scene.
I figured they must have been supported by wires from the trunk (and maybe they were).
But I looked and saw no wires. Somehow I think they must have been there once.
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I'm coming back again; this winter, when the tree's limbs are bare and the light is fading.
There must be a million ghosts in a place like this.
..robin
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