"The wonder is that we can see these trees and not wonder more."
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Using trees and decorating with evergreen is a centuries old tradition as we light up in the darkness of December and celebrate this special time. Not long ago I wrote a post on The Golden Spruce wherein the author, Jon Vaillant, recounts the strange and mysterious tale of the tree's passing. The beautiful Golden Spruce is revered by the Haida in the Queen Charlotte Islands. Recently I cruised a nursery and found a chip off of the old block. I pined. It took a bit of time but I saved to buy it. Recently I got all spruced up and reverently planted it. I immediately felt like I had done something sacred for the forest I live in. It felt like a counter measure in a world that often calls for one. I am routing for the little thing. Funny, it does not look gold, it looks to be a soft brushed green but the label very clearly demarcates that it is from Haida Gwaii and the great mother which is now so famous. I am kind of hoping it will dig in and spread its little roots. A fresh blanket of snow has fallen overnight. The forest looks so peaceful. I am hoping the little tree is managing. Wishing you all peace amid your boughs and a little bit of sacred.
