Big Daddy Sycamore Tree 🌳

In March 1990, I said hello to the world. When I was a kid, we used to play games under this sycamore tree all the time. We used to feed and raise the birds that fell from the tree in our house. Last night, I went to Akhisar. When I saw the sycamore tree, I stopped the car and looked for a few minutes. After some thought, I realized how precious my childhood was. In the past, the children of the whole neighborhood would gather and play games together. Unfortunately we can't see them anymore. All children are now friends with tablets and phones. I believe I am very lucky for this. The plane tree you see in the picture is 310 years old, according to the information on the sign. Who knows? Like me, neither children have grown up. But now he is alone. Silence reigns now. No one visits the tree, no more children playing under it.

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