The Tale of Two Trees


Once upon a time, there were two trees.  One was straight and tall, no impediments in his way up towards the sky.  His neighbor was different, with many twisty-turny limbs, curves, unexpected bends.  The twisty tree looked longingly at his neighbor, wishing his path could be so predictable, even, steady.  Yet the other tree wished for more excitement, more challenges as his bendable neighbor had.  Over time, they learned from each other, they grew together, they both served their purpose….to bring beauty and joy and fresh clean air to all who passed by.

No matter which tree represents your life today, you have a great purpose.  God will use you if you are open and listening to Him.  Slainte, Lisa

Beauty and Mystery


There is something about Spanish moss that gets me every time.  Beautiful, mysterious, atmospheric.  This was taken in the Elizabethan Gardens in Manteo, NC.  Stepping into these gardens is like entering a different world for a while.  I highly recommend a visit if you are ever in the area.  Slainte, Lisa

Canopies of Green


What is it about a tree that makes us feel so protected and sheltered?  Standing next to a tree, even when I was a little girl, I feel better.  I love to lean up against the strong trunks and gaze up into the lofty green leaves with sunlight diffusing through them. DSCN1232

So today, with Thanksgiving coming up tomorrow, I want to thank God the amazing Creator for all the beauty He made….trees, leaves, oceans, skies of all varieties, the wind on my face.  I am thankful for all of this and more, because when I see and feel these things, it feels like He’s right here, always.  Blessings, Lisa

Seymour Sycamore


Seymour Sycamore is big, really big.  Some might call him a giant.  He’s not really a sycamore tree, but that’s beside the point.  That’s what we called him when we bought our house, and any other name for him just seems wrong now.  He is old, older than our 1927 house, and he stands guard closely.  He provides shade in the hot summer and a sturdy branch for our children’s swing.  He could be a she; not really sure about these tree kind of things.  You arborists out there might say he’s an “it”, but he is too much a part of our everyday lives for me to do that.

The point?  None really, except to enjoy those little (or big) things that are around you.  Blessings from God that are all around us, if we look.  Slainte, Lisa