Looking up into a tree during the winter, exposes it many branches to which my thoughts come alive.
Continue ReadingThere is a dead birch in the backyard that I’ve been meaning to get rid of for the last two summers. This was the year and I was about ready to do it when I heard a wren, looked up and noticed she had a nest in a hole in the tree ~ sigh, next year maybe or perhaps in the fall?!
Continue ReadingA story about a lonely tree and how I made it my mission as a child to make a difference in this trees life.
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