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Shortly before Christmas two years ago, I was taken tree shopping by my friend, Rick. He and his wife, my dear friend, Sandi, had bought their tree there the day before. It was a Christmas tree farm, so off we went, saw in (his) hand, to find the perfect one. It didn’t take long before I found it, and while Rick was chopping away, I wandered around, mentally decorating my tree.
A flash of brilliance caught my eye and I moved toward it, focusing on the spot where I’d seen the light. I stooped down and saw that someone had sawed down another tree, quite close to the ground, and the stump had coated its wounds in a concentric circle of sap, which then dried to a perfect, translucent amber. And there it was, lovely as any Faberge egg, lying humbly in the dirt and only revealed by a “chance” beam of sunlight and my glance in that direction.
Thought for the Day: Be careful what you say; the Universe is always listening, and it has a sense of humor even quirkier than mine.
This is a beautiful account of that day. the Giving Season is upon us.
I just drove by the tree farm the other day and happened to remember that day.
What a great memory. The sun was very bright that day and I hope it shines as bright for you this Christmas season