> When I was a young girl I used to go out in my back woods to a special tree > that had an almost horizontal branch that I used to lie on & hug & feel the > tree energy. Especially when I was feeling bad it would give me great > comfort & peace. I felt love for that tree like I loved my dog & cat. I > wonder if that tree is still there & how big it must be now. Now I'm reminded of the big maple tree that grew in the front yard of the house I grew up in. I used to love to 'climb up in the branches just to sway there in some breeze.' I used to get as near to the top as I could. Our house was on a hill and this tree was very tall. About all that was visible from up there was a sea of trees (Bilbo climbing the tree in Mirkwood always reminded me of it) and I remember I could see one of the buildings way downtown on the bluff overlooking the Mississippi. Trees are miraculous beings. Mark in Seattle
