The Tree, in all its shapes, sizes, varieties and guises, is a quiet and tranquil, majestic thing. It stands there year after after year, almost unnoticed for the large part, taken for granted in the main, but if you stop and take a little time to look, then surely you will feel some awe in its beauty, standing there like a living sculpture.br/ If it could speak to you, imagine the stories it could tell, all the changes it has seen, whille the human race rushes by, oblivious to its presence.