"My" Rowan

A birthday present twenty years ago ...

"my" dear Rowan grew and grew ...

and its berries taste good to me and our feathered friends.

My tree*

Lots of delicious berries this year.

* A surprise 15 years ago.

Dear Rowan

A birthday present
after ten years a grown-up.
An old man's delight.

Augury

The more berries on the rowan 
the harder the winter will become.
At least "they" say so.