Well, since I've only lived here for eight years I don't know very much about this old Pine. You can't find any information on the internet about it, but my kids have told me the story from school.
This special Pine stands at the old marketplace and many years ago, when the market still was used as a market, a man sat under this pine making pottery and sold. That's why it's called the Potterpine (Krukmakartallen in swedish).
It has been dead like forever, but it still stands there with some kind of fence around it so no one gets hurt when it falls.
Find more storys from around the world at That's My World.
Come visit Shannara's SaturdayMix (it's open until friday and new theme on saturday).
måndag 15 mars 2010
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awsome photos of that little old tree!
SvaraRaderaVilken underbar tolkning! Jag älskar gamla träd och den här är ju jätte-gammal!!!
SvaraRaderaWhat a fascinating old tree! Your photos are wonderful! Hope you have a great week, Shannara!
SvaraRaderaSylvia
What a wonderful old tree - it looks alive with its bent limbs.
SvaraRaderaKul bilder på dina trän. De ser ut som förvridna monster. Jag skulle inte vilja se dom i månskenet när ugglan hoar i skogen. Jättebra tolkning:-)
SvaraRaderaVery intesting shapes!
SvaraRaderaVery intersting photos of a dead tree!!!!
SvaraRaderaIf only it could speak, the stories it could tell! Reminiscent of the white tree in 'The Lord of the Rings'
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