Count its years.
Read from the heart outward. Move your finger across the rings. Every ring is a year that actually happened.
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Touch the wood to begin.
Ages are approximate until the rings are formally counted. The years are real either way.
A hollow-hearted veteran. Its earliest rings rotted away with the heart; the tree is older than its own record.
Read from the heart outward. Move your finger across the rings. Every ring is a year that actually happened.
Île-des-Chênes, twenty minutes south of the city. The pin marks the community; the exact spot gets added from the salvage photos.
No pieces yet. Whatever comes from this maple will carry this page with it.