TREES

Sometimes I like to think of them as trees....



At first fragile little saplings that totally depend on the world around them to meet their every need.

Then, over the years--with careful tending to---  they begin to sprout and evolve into beautiful sturdy growths  that can stand on their own





She would be the Oak...

Forever flowering in the spring

 

 

Nurturing 

 

 

Offering shade and protection to anyone who needs it

 

 

 

Next, he would be the Silver Birch....

Stately

 

Dignified

 

Tenacious yet humble

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The youngest would be a Mountain Pine...

 

 

 

 

 

 

Standing above the crowd

 

Rugged

 

Simple elegance

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And like all parents, in between all the ups, downs, joys and sorrows of family life

 

having gathered...weeded...watered...trimmed...cultivated...

 

 

 

I wait and watch the life unfold