tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135277743789532589.post2611007306936827156..comments2024-01-03T01:18:26.711-07:00Comments on timeless reflections: The Beauty of TreesKylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04492645548495218076noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135277743789532589.post-73098692059496445472011-02-24T07:09:57.950-07:002011-02-24T07:09:57.950-07:00Kate, I didn't save any of the bark, instead I...Kate, I didn't save any of the bark, instead I saved a whole big slab! It makes the perfect sitting spot. I put it under the pines near the water. Don't tell Daddy.Kylehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04492645548495218076noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135277743789532589.post-89590287305684242112011-02-23T20:18:50.660-07:002011-02-23T20:18:50.660-07:00The Old Man in the Tree is amazing. I'm so gl...The Old Man in the Tree is amazing. I'm so glad you got such a wonderful picture of it.Terrie Sandelinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15059022710352529519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135277743789532589.post-39583645292152919812011-02-23T17:56:12.256-07:002011-02-23T17:56:12.256-07:00thats so sad mom! did you save a piece of bark?thats so sad mom! did you save a piece of bark?Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18337008346550149726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135277743789532589.post-16045873064011527972011-02-23T13:46:52.283-07:002011-02-23T13:46:52.283-07:00That is ashamed about the tree.
Thank you for vi...That is ashamed about the tree. <br /><br />Thank you for visiting my blog and leaving your lovely comment. You are set at "no-reply" so this is the only way I had of contacting you.Lorihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12460244411628464458noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135277743789532589.post-21576558570041913672011-02-23T12:13:59.860-07:002011-02-23T12:13:59.860-07:00no! how sad, I didn't get to say goodbye :(no! how sad, I didn't get to say goodbye :(Jessicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14848468638956122170noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135277743789532589.post-61574397263475803832011-02-23T08:57:41.539-07:002011-02-23T08:57:41.539-07:00We had a cottonwood tree on our farm growing up. ...We had a cottonwood tree on our farm growing up. I can't even tell you how old it was, my parents lived there 30+ years,but it finally had to be cut down because it was rotted inside. I cursed that tree every year the cotton blowed around because I was allergic, but I appreciate that old tree anyway.Julie Mankinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16790805362226456367noreply@blogger.com