This linden is located at a crossroads, not far from my house my dad planted it, it either dried up or revived again, and now it has already rapidly begun to grow upwards. When we planted it, we found a lot of whole cartridges from World War 1 in the ground. This is all because then the battles were fought near my village and someone hid the cartridges here at the crossroads. Oil paints on wood panel. 10х12 2750x3753 pixels