These trees hold all of my dreams.
Heidi Sue gave them to me when I visited her this weekend. It was a glorious weekend, even though we started more conversations than we finished. which is fine. Our conversations no longer wait until the ocean.
Now we wait for a place for me to plant these trees. This, too, will happen, along with finished conversations, skeins of yarn, pots of coffee, rambunctious boys, and happy. Lots of trees and oh so much happy.