Every Tree Has a Story

Every tree has a story for those who know how to listen with the heart. Deep roots tell the old tales of forest friends long gone, of whispered winds and screaming gales, and a million bird songs. Ancient trees hold the Earth’s secrets, the buried memories of times gone by, of every screech owl’s cry, of all that transpires beneath the illumined sky. They stand a silent record to the footfalls of each soul who passes, and they remember from the seedling’s first stretch until they breathe their last beneath the treasured sun. Cherish them and they may whisper into the quiet longings of your heart and share the wisdom of all they have seen in their time among the green. —Diana Henderson

Every tree has a story for those who know how to listen with the heart. Deep roots tell the old tales of forest friends long gone, of whispered winds and screaming gales, and a million bird songs. Ancient trees hold the Earth’s secrets, the buried memories of times gone by, of every screech owl’s cry, of all that transpires beneath the illumined sky. They stand a silent record to the footfalls of each soul who passes, and they remember from the seedling’s first stretch until they breathe their last beneath the treasured sun. Cherish them and they may whisper into the quiet longings of your heart and share the wisdom of all they have seen in their time among the green. —Diana Henderson

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