Remember the house ?

A few weeks back (here) I wrote about

the view I have from where I sit at work.

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 Since I sit in a corner I have a view of the street.

I get to do a lot of people watching as I keep the shades open.

I have respect and love for old buildings and the Spanish style homes in

the area so it was sad to see how the for sale/rent sign was taken down.

I could only expect the worst.

View from the office

As I had imagined, the house torn down little by little.

Which was a pain to watch.

Specially when it came to the Peruvian style wood balcony.

I know, I know at the end it's just a house.

I saw and heard as the entire thing was taken apart.

I kept looking out the window all day long.

Could not concentrate.

The house is now gone.

But there's this huge tree left.

As I grow older I have more and more love, appreciation

and admiration for nature.

This tree stands alone and I get teary eyed as I write because 

I can only imagine the worst: that it will be taken down and that I will 

most likely have to see every single moment of it.

On the other hand,

I can only hope for this lot to be turned into a parking lot

and that the tree is left for its glorious shade.