Treewhispers

I have a tree story to share with you. I was out with my soon to be 6 grandson, we were looking at an old oak that was hit by lightning on Sunday. The tree has a line that runs from up high in the tree, down to the ground. Dominic gave the tree a hug while trying to say soothing things. We were walking away and he let go of my hand and ran back to give the tree a kiss on its lightning scar. Gives me hope.

P.S. (This) little guy is endearing. He has a thick mop of unruly black hair with a pale Irish complexion, a heart shaped face and bright red glasses.

—Jane Doherty