✨Enchanted Pine✨
“a pine tree called to me,”
she told me
as we
tromped up the steep slope
snow crunching beneath our feet.
“i brought you this,”
she told me
as she
handed me a tiny bit
of bundled pine needles.
“whose footsteps are these?”
i asked her
as we moved into territory
that most humans
knew not to go.
“i think they’re mine,”
she told me
even though we knew
she did not walk this far
before.
“but you said…”
i did not tell her
what i thought i knew
for in her place was a pine tree
looking back at me.
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Such sweetness and magic amongst the winter pines!
Kate I.
dearest Kate, thank you for sharing in the magic with me and the trees! ✨💗✨
When Ann and I were young on the farm in Franklinville N J would go into the woods and clime to the very top of the tallest pine tree and sway with it. It was the most wonderful feeling I will never forget!!! I wonder if any kids do that today?
awwww, i love that so much!!! i have never heard of anyone doing that, but it seems like such a special and magical experience–i want to do it! 🤩💖✨