Millennium Memoir
Moon and Stars . .


In the Cherry Tree

Beth in the Cherry Tree

The days are long in Belgium in the summer and we used to spend hours playing outside in our back yard. I'm sitting in the cherry that stood below and just outside of the kitchen windows. The ladder beside me, we built out of a few lenghts of nylon cord and sticks we picked up off the ground. Climbing into and out of trees, building platforms in them and generally pretending to be tree-elves was one of our favorite past-times ...

Present Post Script
We bought our Christmas Tree tonight and put it up, but it stands, as yet un-decorated and a source of endless fascination for the cats.

Moonlit Trees . .

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