I was on a hillside path in Paris and saw this tree growing among the crypts of Père Lachaise far below. What was the sort of soul to fertilize such a tree? This was no Gertrude Stein tree, nor did this come from one such as Balzac, or Wilde or Morrison.
No, this tree grows near the simple crypt of Elena Andreïanova, a Russian ballerina who lived a dramatic life in the mid 19th century. She was beautiful, strong, tragic, and stubborn.
Definitely her tree.