Trees are My Inspiration
Hooking the Forest
By: Susan L. Feller
I remember my grandfather helping me up a tree. I peered into a robin’s nest and discovered the splendor of blue eggs. That same tree introduced me to cicadas as they shed their shells. I remember listening to adults talk outside of my hideaway under the long willow branches. I was sad when the tree, my friend, was cut down decades later after its roots had wrapped around the water pipes to the house.
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