March 21 “I think that I shall never see, a poem lovely as a tree”*

March 21. My world changed with the birth of my son 42 years ago on this day. Always hoped I’d be a good father, and now when I see the way he raises his kids, I feel pretty proud. He has been working with trees for many years now. He was called out to Paradise,Continue reading “March 21 “I think that I shall never see, a poem lovely as a tree”*”