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FOR THE LOVE OF TREES

By Lisa Meadows Garfield

I am staring out the window at my backyard right now, searching my spirit for something meaningful to write for you. But I am distracted by the trees. Here in Georgia, in January, most all the trees are bare. There are a few scraggly Loblolly pines, and two trees wrapped in ever-green kudzu, but that’s all the green we get here in winter. In summer though, the trees dress up in full-bodied, leafy green glory and the songbirds sing and the cicadas drone all season long. It all comes gloriously to life. With the help of Herford’s Tree Care, Inc. in Portland, Oregon, each tree’s originality is well maintained.

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Creating Space

By Jen Bosen

Our mulberry tree was a jungle unto itself. Despite its constant exposure to the blazing Phoenix sun and a sporadic watering schedule, it had become an impressive, if unshapely, beast. Last summer it was full and green and lush, with leaves bigger than my husband’s hands – limbs stretching toward the endless blue sky. And …

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Nine Does Not Equal Nine

By Terresa Wellborn

And all the lives we ever lived and all the lives to be, are full of trees and changing leaves. -Virginia Woolf Just for today, nine does not equal nine, it is another sum, an age that perches, a celebrated page, a heap of advice, murmured predictions, spells grafting you to me as the girl …

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Blessing the Trees

By Lisa Meadows Garfield

She bought the land for the w i d e n e s s of it, not the trees. But it was trees that defined the land, chopped it up into lines and spaces the eye could order. She knew nothing of filberts, or orchards, or the harvest of nuts. All she knew was to …

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