For the month of March , I will be participating in the Slice of Life Challenge (#sol19) sponsored by Two Writing Teachers. I will be slicing each day for 31 days inspired by my work as a literacy specialist and coach, my life, and my fellow bloggers.
March 29, 2019
I have loved many trees in my life.
One tree stood, a towering pine next to my growing-up house. My father strung lights around and around each Christmas.
One tree stood in my husband’s aunt’s yard, a century oak. Tall and majestic, it dropped so many acorns, the squirrels came from miles and stayed for days. We raked so many acorns.
One tiny dogwood was nurtured under the towering canopy of our yard, blooming delicately in the spring.
Those amazing redwoods stand like sentinels in Muir Woods. They are my favorite things on earth in my favorite place on earth. If there is a heaven to me it looks just like there.
Two beautiful crabapple trees my husband bought me bloomed their hearts out by my patio at our first house. We called them the waiting rooms for they held all the little birds waiting to get onto my bird feeder.
One flaming red maple tree grew from a small tree over those thirteen years to a view outside my bedroom window.
One adopted old crabapple, gnarly and full of holes became a home to many outside our front window. We lost it three years ago.
The crazy little tree is covered with dog photos and dog tags, memories of dogs passed in our favorite local park.
Beautiful blooming late spring trees outside Teacher’s College in New York spill fragrant petals like rice at a wedding.
Maple trees were filled with a riot of orange greeting me on my way into school on fall mornings.
The tree in the courtyard outside the literacy center spread its branches like arms protecting all underneath.
Smooth sleek palms create a beautiful pattern on the sidewalks under the tropical Florida sun always bring a smile to my face.
Yes, I have loved many trees.
Alice Nine’s post, The Old Pear Tree, reminded me of all the trees I’ve loved and some I’ve lost.