This tree could be upwards of 2500 years old.

When it was a seedling, the Spartans and the Persians met at Marathon.

When Christ walked the earth, it was alive.

When it was an adult swaying in the cool winds of the Pacific Northwest, Europe was dying of the Black Death.

It was already a giant when Columbus blundered into Sab Salvador.

The two hundred-forty something years of the existence of the United States are as nothing to the giant.

It is timeless and a world apart; mocking us and our self importance.