Old tree

Once upon a time, 60 years ago, it was a large tree that pleased with its harvest the entire local district. That old plum has grown even during my childhood my mom. It is remembered by all old-timers of our town.

Quite a wild tree, which grew on the outskirts of the village, for many years collected local children, eat bright and ripe fruits.

Past year. From the former power has not disappeared. Many times in a tree there was a lightning, it was break off by locals, drought and winds destroyed a mighty crown. But it lives. Reminds of the old man, bent under the weight of its own age, but lively and strong.