Just Hanging On.....

One of my typical walks with Fenway is out to the lakefront path and around behind the bandshell. I like to look at the water and Fen likes to sniff all the fun-dog-scents along the way. There are lots of trees and bushes for him to claim.

As we round the corner and head along the bluff toward Lake Street I always notice this one birch tree that seems to be leaning farther and farther toward the south. It's bending more and more. The roots are on the hillside and seem to be slowly giving away. I have to wonder just how much longer it can "hang on"?

I have to admit that Fen and I walk a little more quickly until we've passed under this birch....and I won't be surprised to round the corner some day to find it lying across the road. "Determination" can only go so far......