A tree

Today, as I walked back home, I saw that they are cutting a tree. It's the tree I have looked at many mornings, the tree that many mornings I wanted to capture on a picture. Once, I even had the camera in my pocket, but I was late, and so I left it for another day. Damn it! I should have been late to work that day. I wonder whether they finished cutting the tree. Tomorrow, I will have to take a picture of its absence.