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Dad's tree

Mark
P

This is a simple story, as I understand it from my late father, who passed last year (2017).

Family
October 15, 2018

The Big Beautiful Tree

Eva
P

I have a beautiful tree at my house in the front yard, but I have never climbed it yet. Maybe someday. I would never want it to break down or get struck by lightning because it is so beautiful.

Arbor Day
October 14, 2018

Our Cottonwood Tree

Elizabeth
S

I laugh inside every time I hear friends or neighbors complain about cottonwood trees.  The tiny seeds floating in puffs of cotton, yes, clogging the air conditioner, are a joy to me.

Childhood
October 13, 2018

A Boy and A Birch

Michael
J

When I was a boy, we had an old birch tree in our front yard. It would stand there with its papery bark peeling away and low-splitting trunks begging to be climbed on.

Childhood
October 12, 2018

A Mother's Garden

Erin
T

My mother was an avid gardener her whole life. Despite working full-time, she spent countless hours tending to her perennial garden and magnolia trees.

Gardens
October 12, 2018

My Dad’s Tree

Lyla
G

Last year when I was 8 something horrible happened and my Dad died from cancer. His cancer moved to his liver and then two days later he died. We cried a lot and a lot.

Memorial/Tribute Tree
October 12, 2018

Beautiful Willow

debbie
g

My tree story begins in the summer of 1965. A wonderful park about a quarter-mile from our house, called Willow Park, was filled with beautiful willow trees.

Childhood
October 12, 2018

A Cottonwood Tree

Henry
D

A cottonwood tree is rarely anyone's favorite today. It is not disease resistant or strong, plus the female tree spreads fluffy seeds everywhere in the spring.

History
October 11, 2018

Ma Cook's Willow

Laura
H

The sticky summers of my 1950’s youth seemed more extreme than those of today. Back then we didn’t have air-conditioning in homes, cars, or even most businesses.

Family
October 11, 2018

The Moving Willow

Steve
G

In the United Kingdom, in 1979, I moved to a rented house in a town that was designated a "New Town" a new town built from scratch and absorbing four or five small villages.

History
October 11, 2018

Realities' Roots

Jeanine
D

It was the last time I would be with my mom at her home in Glen Ellyn. She was under the Horse Chestnut tree that had been so carefully planted in the parkway longer ago than I can remember.

Family
October 11, 2018

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