From a handful of paper rounds to a forest that resonates with the many hands that created it.
Archive for May, 2010
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- BLOG
- The path
- Paper rounds
- Share your tree story!
- EXHIBITIONS
- Tree stories
- A hurricane…
- A valued friend
- Analogy of the oak
- At the Fire
- Becoming
- Cattail Stalks
- Childhood Memories
- Dance to the wind
- Dark Green Anger Arising
- David’s tree story
- Deep Winter
- Der Maibaum
- Earthy tree
- Eglé
- Five-Finger Tree
- For my Sister Marilyn
- Forest of Oma
- Francie’s Tree Story
- From loss is knowing
- Gaia
- Great Oak Tree
- Haiku Garden Tales
- Hard to “let go”
- Heartbeat
- I am the tree…
- I sang and cloud surfed…
- I was diagnosed…
- Jane’s tree story
- Job Interview
- John’s Tree Story
- Juicy mulberries
- Leslie’s First Tree Story
- Linda’s tree story
- Listening
- Living Tree
- Merton’s advice
- Moonlight
- Music of trees
- My Father’s People
- otto peasle’s prairie home
- Our love began …
- Peach Tree
- Princé
- puke berry
- Rowan
- She dubbed the tree “hope”
- Shovels & Wheelbarrows
- Some kind of magic
- The Giving Plant
- The Good Red Road
- The Shed
- There is no living…
- Time to listen
- To A Fallen Tree
- Tree friends
- Tree I slept beneath
- Tree part of the stone
- Trees Have Names
- Two Trees, Still Standing
- Up in a Tree
- Walk along the creek
- Walk Tall
- When I was little…
- White Oak
- Primordial Forest
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