My Special TreesWith their roots deep in Mother Earth and their branches reaching toward heaven, trees are a magical companion on our planet.
I have known many special trees in my life. In my childhood there was a dogwood just outside my bedroom window and during my years of growing up I watched that tree grow from a five foot transplant to a magnificent mature specimen gracing my view with flowers and berries.
There is a mature willow tree on the banks of the river across the road from my childhood home. That tree had its start as a branch I broke off to mark the flood water during spring thaw when I was 10. Every time I see it I marvel at nature and her ability to reproduce.
There is a century maple in my back yard that is huge and perfect. She houses squirrels and birds of all kinds and shades my home. I remember when I bought this property almost 30 years ago thinking how fortunate I was that such a magnificent tree already lived here.
At the edge of my pond is a black willow with multiple trunks that grew as a volunteer. ( I so love that term!) It leans gracefully over the pond We can walk up the trunks for several feet and be standing right over the water to watch the fish.It's a magical spot.
In the back yard is a honey locust that I planted a couple of years before my youngest son was born. It grew along with him and became known as his "climbing tree". He is in college now and I look out the window at the Climbing Tree and I have such wonderful memories. And every once in a while when he's home I'll hear him yelling for me from somewhere up high, and I'll realize he's up in his old friend the Climbing Tree.