I drove by my old house today, and saw all that is left of 'my' tree is a stump. About made me ill... One of the hardest parts of leaving that house was leaving the tree behind.
It was a basswood, and beautiful tiny white flowers in the spring. Basswood is sacred to Baltic Goddess Laima, and I used to make a garland of flowers for it(by tying flower ends together) on her sacred day(July 7th, if memory serves me correctly). Spent a lot of time gathering myself at that tree, and it provided a shady place to sit and watch the neighborhood. Often four leaf clovers growing around the base. The current home owners don't know what a wonderful thing they've taken away.
Do you have any special tree friends, living or non living?
It was a basswood, and beautiful tiny white flowers in the spring. Basswood is sacred to Baltic Goddess Laima, and I used to make a garland of flowers for it(by tying flower ends together) on her sacred day(July 7th, if memory serves me correctly). Spent a lot of time gathering myself at that tree, and it provided a shady place to sit and watch the neighborhood. Often four leaf clovers growing around the base. The current home owners don't know what a wonderful thing they've taken away.
Do you have any special tree friends, living or non living?