The Tree finally layed down!

HI Linda which Trambrine tree?

Which tree finally laid down?

That's the question I have too.

it's the big tree on the left right before oliver's on the way to kingfisher plaza

Here's a photo of the tree.

oh no!

And it's still laying to rest in the middle of the road.

RIP old tree. I thought it might have been another which is over the fence from where the old Postal Agency used to be (down the hill behind Miss Zane's house).

The loss of any big old tree is sad. Does this one have any special significance other than its size or is it that no one bothered to pick it up and dispose of it. How did it die?

To Ignorant, assuming you aren't from Treasure Beach, I will tell you that there are many trees there that have meaning to those of us who grew up there. They are intertwined in little moments of our lives which, when taken together, help to weave the stories of our lives.

Bad winds took the tree down i think

I know that tree is just a tree,but to many it meant more, it's more of a land mark just like the big "Button Wood Tree" at Frenchmans' Bay.

After the last hurricane we all thought that tree would have given up the ghost, but it is still standing.

HOPE IT WILL NOT TAKE AS LONG AS THE CANNAL TO BE REMOVED.

witch, I know exactly what you mean, I feel the same way. I posted a comment about this but I don't know if it wasn't posted because I mentioned something about the correct name of the tree. I know that sort of thing is not 'politically correct'.
It would appear from the picture that this tree may yet survive.I hope it does.

Spooky Dude, we did not get a message from you about the name of the tree. Please repost. If it meets the guidelines, we'll post it here.

Thanks,
-TBNet

I am not from Treasure Beach but I have vacationed there about 9 or 10 times. This means I love Treasure Beach. I am very familiar with that tree and a lot of other big trees there. I asked what I thought was an innocent question and now people seem to be attacking me. I don't know what I did to offend.

To Witch
On March 15, 2009 there was a discussion on this board regarding "The Swell Hand Tree". The tamarind tree behind Ms zane's house was mentioned and a picture of it was also posted. It seems like the tree had fallen down after a hurricane passed through, but it did not look dead.Check in the 'search' box and you will see the picture.

Ignorant Please do not take notice of anyone having a go. Please come back to Treasure beach soon. May be where ever they are they are missing home and can't offord a vocation and the snow is heavy and the resession is holding and everthing is sensitive about home right now.
I too wich I could have vocation right now.

That Trambrine tree is where we use to be afraid to pass after dark, it was considered haunted. It will be missed! us to save my life, I use to eat the trambrine dem when I was hugry...lol

Although far away, I for one love to hear about the meaning of such as this magnificent tree to the lives of TB people; Thanks for sharing;

To Ignorant: You asked if there was any special significance other than the size of the tree and my response was innocently meant as a simple answer. I prefaced my answer by assuming you were not from TB (which you confirmed) so I totally understood the context of your question. No offense meant friend. I think I will cast a spell to make you move to Treasure Beach permanently!

Thanks for your reply Interested; that other tamarind tree holds a special significance for me. As an 8 year old, I secretly fell in love under that tree some 44 years ago. The object of my affection moved away shortly after, and we only saw each other again for the first time some 3 years ago. I finally came clean with my feelings, we had a good laugh (me not so much), and now we are good friends.

Thank you TBNet.
I had mentioned that the tamarind tree as it is correctly called is a very valuable tree. If you Google it you will see how the fruit,the flowers, the bark, the wood and even the seeds are used. We have not utilised a fraction of its potential.
These trees are really like old family most of whom have gone, but the trees stand silently reminding us of little things in our lives. I hope the 'big casha' tree in Frenchman will always be there, even though it does not seem half as imposing as it appeared to a little tot, but it is just one of the little constants in our lives, at least the ones that unfortunately have been separated from TB. There was a cashew tree in 'Unity' which gave me and others a great deal of adventure in our youth, and not so long ago I visited it and found it had died with the dead limbs not yet completely rotted. It brought such a sadness; like the loss of a good friend really. I wished I had had the good sense to photograph all the little things which mean so much more on reflection than one could have imagined. Even the unpaved road of my youth is something I miss and would be happy to have pictures of that era. If anyone have any of these it would be nice if they would post them on this site.
I would encourage everyone with a camera to record simple things in their surroundings which may not seem important now, but will be of comfort in the future when you are stuck half way across the world in a snow storm, maybe.

Well said Witch and Spooky D. Special trees are also our personal growth rings standing tall or buffeted by the trials and tribulations of our mother... Nature.

Mr Tambrine reminds of a mango tree that, as a small bwoi, I was encouraged to plant from seed, stake, watch its growth and care for. The occasion had all the rudiments of landscape planning while the sapling facing the sea, with a screen of other growth to offer protection, as it would grow into its adolescence and maturity.
Every morning, from under the bed, would come the chimmy, with diluted nightwater, for slow-dripping around the roots of little man-go. My probably faulty idea of a vitamin nutrient.

I chose a spot where I could always, in later life, come to sit and look out at the town below, the little Taino island kingdom in the bay, the horizons beyond and the deep blue sea.

For reasons, beyond control, we left that domicile for other lands.
Many many years later, after the mango tree had grown, evidenced by the girth of its trunk, a storm had snapped and ravaged its woodiness, leaving a stump about the height of an a typical adult male...and what a surprise to encounter...
An itinerant woodcarver had come along and carved the face of what was perceived to be a semi-divine human being on what remained. Was the tree-spirit asking for recognition in a direct face-off?
Was this an Avatar of Guidance in a momentary shrine?

Zed where is the spot located in TB? There is a link with the land of your birth, meaning not the country but the actual surroundings of your birthplace, which becomes stronger as one grows older.
Watch out for those wood nymphs,Zed. Are you back to your spot or are you still wandering strange lands? Walk good my friend and try not to 'buck your toe' on one of those 'kasha' stumps which used to infest the grass pieces of TB. I had quite forgotten that ever present danger of boyhood.

It needed to GO down, every time there was a storm, the tree limps will fall on the road and it WAS and OLD TREE., Not safe at all, with people walking under it all the time.

Spooky D...not to give away too much, but deep in the heart, I guess Zed is who Chris Blackwell inscribed in his book (The Story of Island Records)...as ...another St Mary mon.

The location, that you asked about, is above Port Maria bay looking down on Cabarita Island, Pagee fishing/swimming beach, Tacky waterfalls a short boat ride and hike away, memories of riding the canons up at Captain Morgan's Ft Haldane (then Grace Charity Old Age Home)...

***(hope these mutterings aren't too far afield of the South Coast parochial matters this forum might wish to perpetuate for the community's stake...sake.)

You could eat bounties from the property...ackee, breadfruit, yams, green banana, plantain, and for the hand-cranked ice cream...soursop, guava, pawpaw, mango, coconut, and matrimonies of ambrosias of citrusy exotic flavours, sweetened with condensed milk and maybe a grater-dusting of mood enhancing nutmeg.
Free range chickens, lurking about, suspiciously pecking, better watch out for the lottery called Sunday dinner.

You bring up the wanderlust...even as a small bwoi, maybe the same with you on this Island, a myriad of vastly different experiences living near Shooters Hill, with the perfumes of jasmine and pickapeppa sauce wafting on the mountain breeze, or visiting family in cane country beyond the beyond of Clarkes Town on the edge of wild duppy-inhabited Barbeque Bottom or rolling around Barbican hill living above Kingston when only two country houses, just within shouting distance, occupied the whole area.

As for that ever present danger of boyhood, you had your 'kasha' stumps to navigate, I had a hillside gully to slip and slide down with banana trash as a sled... but also a place to hide when madda come to spoon cod liver oil down mi troat that no orange peg could cure the nastiness. Wasn't that called a seasonal cleaning out?
Walk good Spooky D...you shake sum kinda poinciana seedpod in this orchestra called ToBeNetToBe!

Maestro...Take us out with Hill and Gully Rider

Took my horse an' comin' down,
Hill an' gully
But my horse done stumble down
Hill an' gully Hill an' gully
An' the nighttime come an' tumble down
Hill an' gully

Oh the moon shone bright down,
Ain't no place to hide in down,
An' a zombie come a ridin' down

Oh, my knees they shake down
An' my heart starts quakin' down
An' I run 'til daylight breakin'
down.

That's the last I set down,
Pray the Lord don' let me down.
Ain't nobody goin' to get me down.

Hill an' gully rider...Hill an' gully.

LINKS:
PHOTO of Cabarita Island Seen From Pagee Beach
http://travelingluck.com/North%20America/Jamaica/Saint%20Mary/_3491130_Cabarita% 20Island.html#local_map

Scroll To PHOTO Taken From Firefly Looking Down on Cabarita Island And The Coastline Towards Pt Antonio
http://doctoromeetmebythesea.blogspot.com/2011/01/musings-about-jamaica-pt-1.htm l

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