A tree falls and an old friend is lost | Chron.com – Houston Chronicle

It was a giant tree, upended by a freak wind, that sealed its fate — the charming, sunny little cottage next door to me. It had its own personality; for years it had been a happy house — when I moved in a delightful older lady, who had kept it in immaculate condition, would take time to chat across the fence and pass on some of the world’s best cookie recipes. To this day I still get rave reviews any time I produce her cranberry-orange cookies, so in a small way, she lives on.

A tribute to a home as it ends it’s useful days…