The vanishing tree

Sometimes the family go to the woods for some swinging. We always go to the same tree, as it's the one with the rope swing on it. It a good one, just right.

However, the last time we ventured up into the woods, it was gone! It looked as if someone had cut it down. Knot (deliberate) to be outdone, today we took our own rope with us. Given the extra foliage and fresh bracken, we found it difficult to identify the old swing tree, so settled on a new tree.

It was marvelous.