Monday, January 21, 2008
My Might Tree That Watches Over Me
I always feel safe with the Mighty Pine standing in the front of my home. As I checked hourly on the girls thinking that this might be the time for my little ones to come - the fog rolled in and you could not even see a foot in front of yourself. As I walked in the errie night there was not a sound except the crunching ice under foot. Each time I came back outside the air grew harder to breath in - then as the sun began to rise - the fog became even heavier like a wet wool blanket hanging over the farm. It felt like a cheap horror movie when the alien beast jumps out to grab the dizzy damzel. As I giggled on how vivid my mind is so early in the morning there appeared my my guardian thru the fog - The Mighty Pine ! He stood in silence and Mother Nature covered him in ice. Proud and strong he remained to watch over the sleepy eyed farmgal. I could spend hours watching him but the cold is bitting at my wrinkles - time to go in and warm up.