Sunday, November 8, 2009
If A Tree Could Talk...
What Would It Say? One Can Pretty Much Tell If A Tree Is An Old Tree. Tree's As We Know Them Date Back To The Beginning Of Time.
A Property On The South Side Of Westville Illinois Sits A Plot Of Land With A Large Family Home. The Entire Front Yard Which Is A Rather Large Yard Was Filled With Tree's. Tree's Of Different Species Inline With Another Which Represents It's Own Unique. I Often Wondered Why Someone Would Plant So Many Tree's In Their Front Yard.
The Answer Came To Me One Day When Business Brought Me To That Particular Parcel Of Land.
After My Business Was Complete I Turned To The Woman Who Resides There And Asked Her Why Were There So Many Tree's In The Front Yard. She Had Told Me Her Husband Smokes And Two Of Her Sons Did As Well. She Has Tried To Convince Them To Quit. It Came Upon Deaf Ears. She Decided To Plant A Tree So It Could Produce More Oxygen Into The Air. She Loved The Beauty Of It. She Watched That Tree In All Four Of It's Seasons. She Became Overwhelmed And Decided To Plant Another Tree But Of Another Species.
Knowing She Had No Control Over The Addiction That Has Inflicted Her Loved Ones She Began To Plant Tree After Tree. Before She Knew It There In Her Front Yard The Tree That Represents Life Bearing It's Fruits As Well As Delivering The New Oxygen For All Of Humanity.
I Have Two Maple Tree's In My Yard. The Last Leaf Fell To The Ground Just A Few Days Ago. In It's Beauty Of Mid Summer The Leaves Create The Shade From The Rays Of The Sun. Today It's An Ugly Dead Looking Tree. Life Appears No Longer And It Saddens Me.
Illinois Experienced A Rapid Change Of Color This Year. Being Color Blind Takes Away The True Beauty Of The Fall Season.
I Have Often Heard People's Favorite Season Is Fall. Other Than A Short Couple Of Weeks Of Changing Color That's All Fall Has To Offer.
Spring Has Always Been My Favorite Season Because To Me It Represents New Life. The Flowers Of Spring To Our Delight As Well As To Wildlife.
A Tree Can Be Counted In Years By The Inner Circles Of The Trunk. Whether That Favorite Tree That Brought Fond Memories Of Your Childhood, Or The Tree You Planted In Memory Of A Loved One. Tree's Are Planted Along Side Property Lines Which Also Provides A Wind Break For Your Homestead.
I Planted A Tree Ten Years Ago When My First Grandchild Was Born. A Crimson King Maple Still Standing At 713.
Last But No Least The Tree In The Middle Of The Parking Lot. Have You Seen It?
A Lone Tree Stands In Alpha On Center Of Pavement. Now If That Tree Could Talk. I Spent Alot Of Friday's Under That Tree. I Have Held Alot Of Lengthy Conversations Under That Tree. Alot Of Life's Stories Were Told By Some That No Longer Are With Us. I Lost A Friend This Past Week. He Stood Under That Tree With Me A Few Times Sharing His Life's Journey.
That Tree Represents A New Beginning For Many Lives. Prior To That I Visited People On A Hot Pavement With No Shade. As A Symbol Of Unity And Friendship That Lot Was Paved But The Tree Was Spared. To Provide The Shade Needed To Continue Our Neighborly Chats, The Tree Lives On.
I Told Billie To Conduct My Funeral Service Under That Tree At High Noon On A Friday.
I Believe It Would Be A Fitting Tribute For Everything That Had Been Shared Underneath It.
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