I’m invisible when I don’t want to be, and the center of attention when I don’t want to be. How does it always work out that way?
When I’m just going about my business, doing my own stuff, not bothering or even interacting with anyone, suddenly I’m the center of attention with people pointing and laughing and giggling and being cunts. But when I’m trying to get some attention, trying to get an answer, trying to give direction, trying to communicate, my words aren’t heard.
I’m a stuck record. The needle trapped in the same groove, looping back at the end of the song instead of continuing on. Doomed to repeat forever. This isn’t even a good song, which makes it even more bitter. Every day, every week, every year, nothing changes, not really. And when change does come, it’s rarely very good. It’s not progression, all my change is retrograde. I slip backwards, and never move forwards and it’s terrible.
Number: 40 Name: The Giant Zelkova of Kou Shrine (国府神社のケヤキ) Type: Zelkowa serrata Height: 25m Trunk Circumference: 5.8m Age: >400 years Location: 栃木県小山市下国府塚 (36° 18′ 47″N 139° 45′ 51″E) Date of Visit: 2012-7-28
When you arrive at Kou Shrine, beside a short path, before climbing the stone steps to the shrine itself, to the right you’ll find this tree.
The charm point of this tree is its roots. In several places I thought it was a rustic old-timey stone retaining wall holding the tree in, but no, in fact, in all of these cases, it was this tree’s magnificent roots. It definitely cuts a strong figure.
As this is an old tree, it’s not unlikely that the trunk has started to hollow out a bit. Perhaps, because of this, the roots have shouldered the responsibility of keeping the tree up.
There is an information board here, but instead of putting it a short distance away, so that it’s clear which tree it refers to but isn’t in the way, they’ve hammered it right into the roots of this tree, with little consideration for the health of the natural monument which they are meant to be protecting. It’s also ruined the view of the east side of the tree, if I do say so myself.