The Top of My World

[mishalak]

A Pointless Story
I would climb trees a lot years ago. I suppose I still could if the impulse hit me. The last time I did was about four years ago. All the old skills in picking a route up a tree came back to me quite easily and I clambered from branch to branch without much trouble. Though I can no longer go quite as high as I did one time when I must have been 12.

I picked out a high tree on the southwest side of the property. It was hard to get up to the first branch of the tree, as it was at least ten feet off the ground. So I borrowed the stepladder from the garage. I thought this would be an excellent tree both because of the nice stagger of the branches and its size.

I remember having some trouble about 2/3 of the way up. There the branches turn tangled and I had squirm around and go back down to try the other side of the tree. I did have to break a dead branch to get past this bit. But I got past and suddenly I was there above all the rest of the trees. It felt like to scene in The Hobbit when Bilbo climbed up the tree in Mirkwood. Suddenly I was up in a whole different world. But instead of an endless sea of trees I was slowly swaying in a world bounded by snow capped mountains under a dark blue sky.

Comments

[thegreggory.livejournal.com]

I remember climbing trees when I was a fearless kid, I used to go so high. thinking back, I must have been nuts.

I couldhave been killed.

[mishalak.livejournal.com]

I suppose that I could have as well. I got up to the point where I could almost reach the very tip of the tree. These days I would not do that, but I still would be fearless enough to get right near the top. I guess I'm still crazy.

[thegreggory.livejournal.com]

I just remember one time I was higher then all the houses, not a care in the world, having good old kid fun. the thought I could slip and fall and die, never crossed my mind.

Now I get upset when It's icy out and I have to walk the dog, cause I don't want another broken leg.

welcome to older age.