As you stand on our deck, the back yard which is full of trees has a steep decline to the creek which flows at the bottom of the hill. Fed by a natural spring, the water flows year round, sometimes slowly but after a big rain like a wild torrent high in the mountains. As you glance across the creek, the terrain climbs back to the same height on the other side. There are many beautiful trees across the creek, at least up to the line where the neighbors clear cut the top of the hill. In the middle of the incline on the other side of the creek, is a majestic old oak. My favorite tree in the entire 5 acres, I love to look at that old tree. A huge fork is way up the tree and it rises from the forest floor up-up to the sky. Towering as high as any tree including the trees at the top of the hill, I often stare at that tree and reflect. A wonder of nature and a blessing of God, I love that old tree.
This afternoon as I looked across the creek while washing dishes, I spotted a little magic on the top of the hill, behind that old tree. A bride and her bridesmaids were posing for a portrait in the moments before a wedding. A beautiful bride in a long flowing white gown with many bridesmaids and flower girls surrounding her, not unlike a bed of flowers at the top of the hill. It was as if I were reading a "Fairy Tale" and seeing the "Forever After" at the end of the story. I am sure I will always remember that moment and beauty of the beauties at the top of the hill with God's perfect backdrop surrounding them and the majestic oak centering my eye's picture.
Life began together at the top of the hill at the end of the day with the majestic old oak standing watch as they said, "I Do" and lived happily everafter.
1 comment:
Do you know who it was...will you get to see the pictures? So cool. Must be you are not the only one that loves that tree.
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