The Big Spruce

100 years is a long time to stand… even if you’re a tree. The winds, cold winters, hot summer days, sunrises and sunsets all contribute in carving our external structure. What is endured in life is a part of who we are as beings. Those with scars and wrinkles are the fortunate, for those are the markings of a life lived! After life we all hope to live on somehow, someway, or at least to have made an impact on the future lives to come.

Around the year 1916, a specific spruce tree rose from the ground, on the bank of Lost Horse creek, that flows into Murray Lake, Saskatchewan. That ground happened to belong to a man named George Tucker. A farmer in a time when your hands were the tools, and the necessity of your crops dictated whether or not you would live or die. The spruce and George were much the same,┬áin the fact that their will to survive and grow was more powerful then a climate that at times could be so unforgiving… and grow they did! In 1926 George had a son named Kenneth Ernest Tucker, who grew up farming and living off the same land as his father before him. Ken remembers when his dad showed him the spruce tree as a boy… almost 90 years ago. Over those years things have changed a great deal, price of grain, equipment, technology, and the land itself, but the “Big Spruce” had always been there as a constant landmark for the Tucker family in an ever changing world.

Ken says he could “look out the window of the homestead, and see the big spruce down the valley”, standing tall, standing strong, standing the test of time. But as it has proven in the past, “TIME” will win all battles in the game of life, and in the summer of 2012, the Big Spruce’s time as guardian of Lost Horse creek was up. A plow wind made it’s way through the luscious prairies, dropping baseball sized hail and knocking the power out in numerous communities around central and northern Saskatchewan, houses damaged, grain bins overturned, and the Big Spruce snapped in half. We all can’t stand strong forever, it’s impossible, when it’s our time to go… it’s our time to go.

With so much history, and always being a constant presence in a place where nothing stays the same, it only seemed right to give the spruce new life at the shop, where it now watches over Ken's granddaughter Alanna Tucker, as the counter tops and new coffee bar. Now all who come in, can enjoy the beauty of a life well lived and see the Legend that is the BIG SPRUCE! With so much history, and always being a constant presence in a place where nothing stays the same, it only seemed right to give the spruce new life at the shop, where it now watches over Ken’s granddaughter Alanna Tucker, as the counter tops and new coffee bar. Now all who come in, can enjoy the beauty of a life well lived and see the Legend that is the BIG SPRUCE!