I'd call it: A Thing for Trees

a favorite tree

I love trees.  I love the idea that they reach into the sky as far as they reach into the ground.  They define grace and balance.  Trees are metaphors for just about everything good in life.

There's a line in my soon-to-be-released book, Being, that goes like this:


The word sounds like wind in bare, near-dead trees. 

Being is a ghost story, btw.  It's fabulous, but I know.  I'm biased. :-)

This tree, which sits at the top of a knoll and has a trunk as broad as a semi-truck trailer, inspires me every time I see it.  In its presence I'm tempted to raise my arms and twirl -- like Sarah in A Little Princess does when she feels her magic come back to her.