The seven oaks

This is one in the row of seven oaks that we planted ten years ago. The acorns came from under one and same huge oak near the church. Yet the trees look very different from each other.  I particularly love and admire this one, spreading its branches to all directions. 

We went to the old place again today. We stayed two hours, and we have now gone through everything in the big shed.  I am happy that everything that must be thrown away, is now in sacks ready to be taken away.

What a chore it has been. Next job is the books and the dishes in the house.