Wednesday, October 10, 2012


 I forget how many trees surround my father's home. Living in Texas, my eye is always shocked when I go home - the world is enclosed in greenery, a bower of branches. Huge oaks soar The house is fifty-two years old. The trees are ancient Pennsylvania - hundreds of years
 These trees have witnessed a lot of history.
 Of all man's works of art, a cathedral is greatest. A vast and majestic tree is greater than that.  Henry Ward Beecher
We rake and rake and sweep the front porch, but soon the leaves rain down again.


  1. I adore trees, especially old gnarled sprawling ones. Whenever we return to Georgia from a trip to Baltimore, I'm enthralled all over again with all the trees and greenery in our neighborhood.

  2. I love watching leaves falling from the trees, unfortunately the UK is wet, so it's not as colourful and crispy as usual - the wet sludgy leaves are quite pitiful.

  3. I love trees. We have a couple of mature trees in our garden and I have been known to hug them... now I come to think about it, I've not done that for a while. Excuse me while I go for a hug. It's therapy!

  4. I love trees; picking up leaves, not so much. But the prep for winter is so important.