That hand made ladder came from what was once a closed off area underneath my old deck. I rested it against the Old Man rather than trash it. I wanted to let the tree know that I still believed it had a purpose. A reason to be climbed. One day my granddaughter, Scarlett, did just that.
The Old Man also is where Claire and Honey like to congregate in most seasons.
Claire and Honey sense where they are safe and feel protected. Otherwise you would never see them both sleeping at the same time. It’s normal for one to always stand guard. The Old Man offers that protective energy. It’s the very first area out front where the snow melts into the ground, feeding his roots.
When I find just the right bench, I’m going to put it out under his canopy. But its going to have to be perfect, and whimsical.
So remember, where there is even the smallest bit of life, there is hope.
And faith can move mountains. And restore trees.
And anything you put your faith in will always reward you or someone you love.
It may take time. Just the way nature works.
Well, now I need to move forward with my day – which just happens to be my favorite.
Friday.
So you fine, five readers go out there and do whatever it takes to free yourself a little bit early.
Start your weekend recharging at the earliest moment. You deserve that.
I’ll now go cuddle my kitty, and happily visit my fur friends on my rounds.
I’ll even try to enjoy the dreadmill.
And the law.
But whatever we do today, let’s all make it a great one.
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alot of good info here to process. have a great day,
Very inspirational blog this morning Tommy, thanks!
This is one of my favorite posts. Love it!