Grandpa Trees

I have always been fascinated with the trees here in Cedar Valley, there are so many that convey time, knowledge, age, and beauty all at once. I am drawn to these trees just as anyone would be drawn to their Grandparent.

I just look at them and wish that I could understand all that they have to tell me, all that they have seen, and all that they have lived through. I wish that I could here their life stories and grow as they have.

These ancient trees have lived through at least two World Wars. They have lived through the depression and seen the world change, for better or worse it is for us to decide. They have watched us pave over their lifeblood and take down their brothers. They have watched us take over nature.

What might this tree tell us if we could hear and understand? How many children have climbed it's body and how many sheep have nibbled at it's skin? How many sunset's has it seen and how many conversations between a father and his son has it heard?

It has shared it's shade and given of it's fruits, but have we as humans forgotten the beauty that is there to see? Do we take and not give back? Have we forgotten?

Take a moment in each day to thank God for what he has given us. Take a moment to see what there is to see. Take a moment to let life slow down and savor what is right there in front of you. Take a moment.....................to remember.

Love to All,

midRae