Sometimes we don't hear things until we are ready, even though it's been told to us many times over. The same can be said of what we see.
For over a year now, I have passed by a tree just out side my back door of the farm house a zillion times, never taking much notice. I don't think I could have told you what it's leaves look like when filled out. It simply wasn't as magnificent as the White Oak that I have gaped at since day one out the front door after all.
I picked up a few fallen twigs from that back door insignificant tree and stuck them in my "
dead stuff" arrangement thinking they were interesting non the less. Tree enthusiast Nancy over at
WindowSillArranging ID'd the twigs as belonging to a red maple. Nice. At least it has a name, poor thing.
I have a few often used works of Nancy Ross Hugo's on my bookshelf .
and had ordered another that just arrived in the mail.
Magnificent book.
A must have for anyone who has ever seen a tree. Or at least thought they had.
I have spent the last two days engrossed in the book, walking around my farm discovering all the gems that I have...that I walk by every day...but just didn't See them. Nancy and photographer Rob llewellyn teach us not just to look at a tree, but to See it.
My back door red maple and I have become very good friends.
Just look at how it is ready to greet me each time I walk by now.
How did I not notice it's worthiness?
I am ready, most ready, to See what else is on my knoll.
Tree Watching. Just what I need...another new hobby.
But first, I am off the see my Grandsons.
And I won't miss a single moment of seeing them.
Smile.
