It was just a bench among the pines.
Over 50 years ago my grandfather planted a corkscrew willow in his backyard. As the tree reached maturity and was close to the end of its life cycle, my grandfather took a branch and placed i
In no time we were in love with the backyard. Of all the exciting new things about moving to Downers Grove and having our first single-family house, we were continually drawn to the backyard.
I plant trees for many occasions and send trees to my friends to plant for certain memories. My trees in my backyard are planted when my children were born. Each tree represents some occasion.
When we lived in Wheaton, just a few blocks from Northside Park, an impressive silver maple graced our front yard.
A lot of women who get diagnosed with breast cancer put on their warrior boots and collect their warrior friends to fight the fight and I honor them for their journeys.
In the fall of 1979, I proposed to my wife at Morton Arboretum. It was a beautiful warm fall Day with the trees in full color.
My husband and I bought a home in Homer Glen, IL in 1997. Even though the home was 10 years old, none of the previous owners felt that adding trees was an important investment.
My husband and I bought our first home in 2004. It's in Chicago city limits, so we're surrounded by the very typical hustle and bustle of busy street noises, trains speeding by (or qu