Tree of Life

Some of us grew up with a favorite tree in our back garden. The one I remember most is the   ap-ricot sapling I planted with my daughter when she was three. It was no thicker than the width of my pinky finger, but Ashley loved that tree and called it “George”; they really grew up  together. And to our amazement, George became a plum tree after a few years.  Today that tree is strong and beautiful with its arms lifting to the sky. It’s never too late to form lifelong memories with a tree. Find one you like and watch it change with the seasons.  Even better, plant one and give it a name!