The cherry tree was not quite what any of us expected. Positioned where both families could enjoy it, our neighbors thought they had chosen a more diminutive variety. But it's perfect for our side yard. Friends arrive with lawn chairs. Masked and safely distanced, we have spread out in the tree's generous shade. We have stitched, sketched, shared books, magazines and ideas. This week, the tree has been in its full autumn splendor. We sat on the golden carpet while the golden canopy dropped leaves into our lap. We examined their subtleties as they landed; speckles, varied shapes, tint of red and orange. One last gift from a tree that has helped us sustain friendships and renew our sanity.