Trees

read a blog the other day about how important trees are in this person's life. I couldn't figure out how a tree could be so life long important. I thought about it a little while, and all of a sudden it came to me. When I was a little girl just five years old a tree made my world wonderful. We had lived in a little apartment behind my Dads place of employment and we had no yard and no trees. My sister and I would try to sneek over to a ladie's house behind us. She had a very large yard, probably the largest I had ever seen, and it had a lot of trees. She would see us out there and would tell her dogs to run us off. We would go running home and settle for playing in the junk car lot beside our little apartment. Sometimes we would get nails in our foot, we never wore shoes in the summer time. Then one day Mama and Daddy drove us to a house that sat on a big hill and had lots of grass and trees. To my surprise they said we were going to live there.



I remember thinking about all that grass and the many trees. I had one favorite tree. It had little green things hanging on it, and I asked my Mama what they were. She said they were apples and would be very good to eat and can for the winter.
I ran as fast as I could and told my little sister we could eat apples. Well after eating about ten of those little green things,we ran to Mama and told her we had a bad tummy ache. She said we were supposed to wait til the apples turned red .Well,to make a long story short,I still have fond memories of trees.




















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