It was January 2022. We rang in the New Year, weary with cabin fever and the copious amounts of negative vibes provided courtesy of the pandemic. A remedy was needed to alter the probable negative trajectory of the next 365 days; we decided that remedy was New Orleans.
And though there are numerous attractions in the Big Easy that could possibly trigger an outlook beneficial to the common good, nothing there left me as awe inspired as the Tree of Life.
Located in the Audubon Park near the zoo, its official name is the Étienne de Bore’ oak. De Bore’ was the first mayor of New Orleans, and this tree, among others, were planted on or around 1740 along the border of his sugarcane plantation.
One of the oldest surviving oak trees in the area, the Tree of Life has a circumference of thirty five feet, and its crown of limbs is more than 160 feet wide. Nearby benches provide a place to contemplate, reflect and, most of all, enjoy the view. Taking us away from the more lively Bourbon Street area, Audubon Park and, more specifically, the Tree of Life, is a breathtaking point of interest that I’m grateful to have discovered!
Shootin' The Breeze 