Our local post office had a beautiful Norfolk pine in its lobby.  For a long time (several years) it was a flourishing tree. It must have liked the the light it was getting in that spot.  Then it started losing branches and started dying.  There seemed nothing our postmaster could do about it.  Once a branch becomes brittle and breaks off it is too late.  Some of the branches were still healthy.  Finally it died.  I had the image in my head how healthy it once (???).  I felt so bad when she took it out of there.  She suspects it got over watered.  It was so beautiful once.  And now its dead.  I just felt bad for it.

I felt bad about the Norfolk pine dying at the post office.  It was looking so full and healthy.  The postmaster neglected watering it regularly and branches starting drying up and breaking off.  When a branch does that, it is too late.  Not all of the branches were breaking off:  parts of the tree were still healthy so the tree was not beyond hope.  She was watering regularly the tree now but I remember the way it had looked and I felt sad.

I am still tickled every time I glance at the Norfolk Pine we brought in when it became too cold outside.  It is completely green and growing in the new spot my wife placed it in.

I did not expect it to last the winter.  Last year we bought it for our Christmas tree and placed it next to our large living room window.  It did not do too well and lost quite a few branches and needles, becoming quite straggly.  When it warmed up, we placed it outside.

This year we placed it in a different spot inside.  I did not expect it to last through the winter.  To my surprise the tree is doing fine.  Every time I look at it now I become happy.  Such a small thing but it gives me pleasure.