Saturday, January 2, 2010
Looking for blue
I have many trees in my garden...some say too many.
But when I left my tree filled yard and moved to this new "subdivision" home, my heart was heavy with longing. I need trees. So I began to plant and plant. I have Tulip, Alder, Horsechestnut, Japanese Maple, White Pine, Oak, Mountain Ash, River Birch,and who knows what kind of volunteers I have let stay.
They are all protectors of my joyful soul. I love their branches,especially against a blue sky of winter. I need them reaching out pointing to color..look up they say with open arms. Look up indeed. I have learned to do this often in the garden, to be shaken with awe.
Trees in winter display their forms. It is this time of year that I fall in love with them. Each so different than the other. Each a beauty.
In the morning I watch as the squirrels dance through their branches like acrobats. The trees provide a perch for the birds to flee to when Nasty Harry Hawk appears seeking to find them unprotected at or under a feeder.
Thank goodness there are trees.
There is a scurry of activity in the yard today. It must be that heart ache blue sky.
I need to go outside,if only to walk the perimeter of the garden...it needs me too. I will whisper to my trees that they are beautiful.