Farewell old friend. ๐ณ๐
We had to cut down our old apple tree.ย
Three generations of childhood memories. Climbing and swinging in the branches, chilling in his shade or the odd bitter fight against ants.ย
Now he has lost his fight. His core rotten, nothing left but soil. Stubbornly made apples till the end.
Farewell old friend. ๐ณ๐