Post by elotte on Aug 23, 2012 19:46:05 GMT -5
I came upon some really nice Sakura Trees during my visit at the Japanese Summer Festival and I thought I might as well get a few to decorate SASS (Without Lola's permission then...) It turns out that it was truly beautiful and I couldn't find a better time to plant it for Sokanon who was still deciding on staying in SASS Land or not then. There will be no better time than this...
I planted the tree beside my little cottage and I even named it Sokanon Tree because she is the person I planted it for. She was really overwhelmed when I surprised her and give her a lift up and kissed her under the beautiful Sokanon Tree... We spends some time talking and chatting and even dance briefly as the tree gently swings with us in the soft sea breezes...
The full glory of this 6 prims tree needs no words to described. The picture below says it all. While my other stuff had been removed, in the end, Lola decided to let me keep the tree and I did not planted even one more in SASS because I decided that this one and only would be special and we do not need another one at all.
Although its right beside a graveyard, the beautiful Sokanon tree shines its beautiful pinkish leaves like petals and as the winds breezes it gently, a bunch of heart shape leaves drops like rain upon as whirling in the winds as I lost track of time with Soka. I did not manage to take many photo at all because I was totally immersed by the beautiful moment and I only manage to capture this ones few missing all those where we dances and chat under the gorgeous Sokanon Tree...
I returned another day... Alone this time. The lonely Sokanon tree swings to comfort me. I feel raindrop from mercilessly from the sky as it hits poor petal, raining it broken down lefts onto the floor. The poor tree was only once beautiful where it stood, but I know the moment was lost forever. As its old branches creek painfully againts the wind, I feel my heart hurts and I could almost hear it crack under the pressure. A sound so loud it even covers the thundering in the skies. I almost had the urge to look around if anyone else heard it, but when I blink and look again, I know I did not care. There is no rain, there is no thunder. Before me is a clear day, but the Sokanon tree swing nevertheless sadly against the violent storm in my mind. I pick up the axe and I could help myself running towards it with a uncontrollable rage as I chop the the tree down mercilessly hoping my pain will go away...
There once stood the beautiful tree, now is a stumb of wood to remember of its once immense beauty and once something that I felt deep inside...
I planted the tree beside my little cottage and I even named it Sokanon Tree because she is the person I planted it for. She was really overwhelmed when I surprised her and give her a lift up and kissed her under the beautiful Sokanon Tree... We spends some time talking and chatting and even dance briefly as the tree gently swings with us in the soft sea breezes...
The full glory of this 6 prims tree needs no words to described. The picture below says it all. While my other stuff had been removed, in the end, Lola decided to let me keep the tree and I did not planted even one more in SASS because I decided that this one and only would be special and we do not need another one at all.
Although its right beside a graveyard, the beautiful Sokanon tree shines its beautiful pinkish leaves like petals and as the winds breezes it gently, a bunch of heart shape leaves drops like rain upon as whirling in the winds as I lost track of time with Soka. I did not manage to take many photo at all because I was totally immersed by the beautiful moment and I only manage to capture this ones few missing all those where we dances and chat under the gorgeous Sokanon Tree...
I returned another day... Alone this time. The lonely Sokanon tree swings to comfort me. I feel raindrop from mercilessly from the sky as it hits poor petal, raining it broken down lefts onto the floor. The poor tree was only once beautiful where it stood, but I know the moment was lost forever. As its old branches creek painfully againts the wind, I feel my heart hurts and I could almost hear it crack under the pressure. A sound so loud it even covers the thundering in the skies. I almost had the urge to look around if anyone else heard it, but when I blink and look again, I know I did not care. There is no rain, there is no thunder. Before me is a clear day, but the Sokanon tree swing nevertheless sadly against the violent storm in my mind. I pick up the axe and I could help myself running towards it with a uncontrollable rage as I chop the the tree down mercilessly hoping my pain will go away...
There once stood the beautiful tree, now is a stumb of wood to remember of its once immense beauty and once something that I felt deep inside...
