Thursday, January 1, 2009
I admit that I have a thing for trees. Their trunks and branches inspire me. The textures of their barks invite me to touch them. Their buds, spring leaves, and fall leaves beg me to pay attention to their cycles and colors. Their unseen roots reaching through the earth make me imagine a world underneath. I love their smells. I love their sounds and movements in the wind and rain. I love their colors in different lights. I love the shade they provide in hot and humid Mississippi summers.
This is the live oak in my front yard. It's beautiful old trunk that stretches and twists across our lawn is one of the main reasons that I bought this house. It sustained major tornado damage and power-line trimming by Entergy last April, and it had heavy growth, new growth, and dead limbs that needed cleaning up. Yesterday, the good folks of Northeast Tree Service trimmed it up and made it look like a new tree! Combined with the noon-day sunshine, it was glorious and hopeful seeing this old, damaged tree restored to new life.
New year. New life. New day. New president (soon). New projects. How hopeful this day feels.