Tree Gazing

For as long as I can remember, I've been enamored with trees. When I was a kid, I stared at the big trees in our yard, climbed the medium-sized ones, and cut butt-whacking switches from the saplings when instructed by my Dad to do so.

As an adult, I still gaze at trees. Oftentimes, I marvel at their stateliness and dignity. Regardless of the season or meteorological conditions, whether standing upright or lying in a prone position, trees make their presence known. And although my climbing days are over, and I haven't cut a switch in years, I will always be fascinated by trees.