I love sitting here. You are sheltering me from the spring rain today.
In summer, you shade me from the sun. I brought friends here for a picnic last year, remember?
As a kid, I climbed you. I fell once and broke my arm, didn’t I?
In autumn, you’ll roll out a golden carpet and in winter you’ll stand naked and proud you old show off!
My first love and I carved our initials in your bark. Look, they’re still there!
You were there for those before me; you’ll be there for those that follow.
But today it’s me you shelter.
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and to Liz Young for the photo.
Prod Froggie to join in the fun.
That was an outright joy to read, and so very true!
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Lovely of you to say so, thanks Bear.
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Lovely story Keith
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Thank you Sadje.
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You’re welcome 😉
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Appealing set-up, and then that last line brings in a touch of mystery.
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Thanks so much Christine.
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Your story reminded me of “my” tree in our yard when I was in high school. Shelter, shade, sympathy, privacy. MY tree!
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What a lovely memory Linda.
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A beautiful story Keith. Trees are amazing beings.
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They certainly are. Thank you so much.
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And it’ll provide great firewood when required!
Sensitively done, old fruit
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That’s a thought … I wonder? Cheers CE.
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A true friendship.
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Indeed Iain.
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Glad I’m not the only one who talks to trees!
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There are more of than we think I’m sure Liz! Thanks for the inspirational photo.
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I’m not surprised you’re a tree hugger. Trees are our kin and give us life ❤
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I couldn’d agree more! Thanks so much.
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You’re most welcome.
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sounds like a great tree. hopefully, it would survive for a long time compared to the others cut in the name of progress.
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I’m sure it will offer resistance to any attempt they make! Cheers plaridel.
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Not only that, but its bark is quieter than its bite.
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Haha, nice one Russell!
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Just a joy to read this, Keith.
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Thank you so much Jenne.
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This really grabbed me, Keith. So wonderful. How many times an old tree has felt like an old friend that’s shared many a good memory!
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I’m really pleased Dora. Thanks for your lovely comment.
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Dear Keith,
What a delightful tree-hugging tale. Love the tree frog as well.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Can’t beat a bit of tree-hugging! Thanks Rochelle.
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What an awesome relationship with the tree. May it never be chopped down.
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I won’t let that happen! Cheers Tannille.
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Trees live so long they can be our friends in different ways all through our life 🙂
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So true Ali.
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A beautiful tribute. Well done.
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Much appreciated Sandra, thank you.
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Perfect… just plain perfect. Bravo!
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That’s so kind of you Susan, thank you.
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Echoing everybody else in saying what a lovely thing. Beautiful stuff
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So kind, many thanks .
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That was lovely, Keith! You are becoming the real softie 😉
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I know Dale, Worrying, isn’t it!
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Nah…. I like it 😉
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Trees are so precious, lest we forget.
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I totally agree Mimi.
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Aw… You’ll make tree-huggers of us all Keith!
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That’s something I’d like! Thanks Anne.
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That’s a delightful take on the prompt! I love the way you list the things for which you are grateful to the tree.
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I go back to see it from time to time. It’s like a lifelong friend. Thanks Penny.
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What a lovely story. It’s very poetic and reminded me of the apple tree in my grandmother’s back yard as I grew up. I cried when they had to chop it down. So many memories.
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I bet you did. Thanks so much Brenda.
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Aw… Such a sweet story.
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Thanks Bernadette!
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how perfectly fitting for the photo. Such an interesting conversation
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Thanks for your kind words.
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On those recently rare hot summer days, I am always amazed by the cooling effect given from the shade of trees, sadly humanity just does not value them enough
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Verry true Michael. Hopefully mankind will begin to care in time.
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A true tree of life. What a beautiful story this is.
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Indeed, thank you so much.
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Poetic and true.
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Thanks very much.
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Yes, a lovely story. It reminds me of my childhood and how I would bring the world around me into my imagination.
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Me too James. Thanks so much.
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Nice…your tree is your friend, and having nowhere else to go, can be friend to generations yet to come~
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It can and I’m sure it will. Cheers Larry.
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A lovely piece Keith
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Thanks so much subroto.
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A touching story, your fondness for the tree shines though.
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I’m pleased it came across that way. Thanks so much.
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This is the best, most joyous story i have read in a long, long time. My first love and I carved our initials in your bark…love this nostalgia dripping story!
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Neel, thank you so much for your kind words, I’m so pleased you enjoyed it.
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