Friday, February 15, 2008

"I speak for the trees, for the trees have no tongues"

I feel very fortunate to have what has affectionately been named The Whimsical Tree residing directly outside my bedroom window. This amazing tree is like no other tree I have ever seen. The most spectacular thing about it is that, although now it is full of pink sprouts of what resemble something close to fiber-optic wires, come May or June the flowers will fall off and be replaced with these insane, white cotton-balls that like to shed all over the place. (I will be sure to post a picture of the cotton balls whenever they arrive this year...)

View of the Whimsical Tree from my room

If you have ever paid particular attention to Dr. Seuss' illustrations, and seen the crazy trees I have seen since moving here, you might come to the same conclusion as I have--that Dr. Seuss must have visited Mexico!
"Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not." Dr. Seuss The Lorax

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous6:02 PM

    I love the story of your whimsical tree. Perhaps one day you will write a bestseller about a tree...hmmm.......i can think of a few very special tree stories, can't you?

    Also, yeah about the shoeboxes...I will forward this to my women's circle. It will please them greatly to hear our efforts really do matter.