around our cabin there are rows of trees, hiding it from the street. although the neighboring cabins are close, from the inside you only see trees. it gives the sensation of being totally alone. there is something about me that just worries for no reason about a ton of small things, one of my "little" worries is that something will happen to the trees and there won't be any small ones coming up to replace them. every time i go to the cabin i do a "tree check", even chris does it. i monitor every inch of every tree, checking pine needle color and sap leakage (not really, but i dooooo look close) and then i fret and fuss over their health. i am also a scout for any baby trees that might pop up to replace the old ones.
this little guy is one of a few teeny trees that i carefully water in the summer and check up on in the winter. in two years you can hardly tell they have grown an inch. i am putting all my hope into them to keep our little patch of forest thick. i am sure that mother nature knows what she is doing, but i still worry about these babies.
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