This is more the final end for a brave little branch -- you see, not long after we moved into this neighborhood, back in 1988, this tree was a great and mighty giant, but someone who lived in the house decided they didn't want it, and had it cut down. There was nothing but a stump left.
But they left the stump, and a few years later, one brave little branch came up in the middle of that "dead" stump.
And from that branch, today:
It's the only time I ever saw a tree come back from a stump... and it all started with a little branch.