A tradition
Mr Dreamy started a lovely tradition in our last day in Hawaii after the honeymoon just before we moved to New Zealand. My father had been trying to cut down a tall, tall java plum tree which was sucking water out of the stream and threatening a cabin and a new planting of native trees. The java plum was so tall that my father and a professional tree cutter had been working for hours to try to get a pull rope up in the first branch of the trunk so they could control the way the tree fell. With our bags all packed and our paperwork in order, Mr D and I could only wait for our flight and enjoy the last few hours with my family. With a little spare time, Mr D offered to try to get a pull rope through the tree. He threw, and he threw, and each throw of the weighted end up the pull rope got a little nearer to the Y shaped branching in the trunk. Finally, with …