I send a love letter to the future. Hope gets a vote. I invite beauty
in all the seasons she wears.
Planting a tree or bush reminds me where the sun is, and where I can point my life.
My trees have been sleeping all winter, dreaming. In summer they whisper
at night while I sit under rustling leaves. I'm filled with Earth wisdom
and creature secrets. I am quiet and open.
I've had two little oak trees in pots that I started from acorns. Finally planted them in the ground today, then wondered, is it arbor day? or earth day? no matter. my trees are in the ground. life goes on.
ReplyDeleteI think Arbor day and Earth day are both coming up. As I get older I'm
ReplyDeletebecoming a crazy tree lady rather than cat lady. I do hope the trees have
some winter stories to tell me.