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a tree in Palmer Park

April 29, 2015


I come here often with my dog. There are many trees, and many squirrels. My dog is obsessed with squirrels, as most dogs are.

When I was very young, I used to talk to the trees. Literally. That included the real christmas tree that we would get each year, I would sing to it as I rocked in my little rocking chair. I would cry when it was time to get it out of the house.

I considered trees friends. I trusted them when there wasn’t much else to trust. They made me feel safe.

I love trees. I feel strength and protection from them. I feel all the history, the stories, memories, and peacefulness that they hold inside of them. I breathe them in as I add stories of my own to them.

This tree in Palmer Park. I love this tree.

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