Hi Nick,

Thank you so much for inviting me to your forum.  What a beautiful post.

I live in Pennsylvania, and the leaves are ready to pop on all of the trees.  Though I have never called them Comfort Trees, they always have been.  I enjoy all of the 4 seasons, but none quite as much as spring.  I recognize the moan of the winter barren trees and I often refer to the spring trees as singing trees.  The leaves when they first bloom have a peaceful song.  So now I will think of you and this post every time the trees start to sing with their new leaves.

Judy

Hello Nick,
This is amazing, you are so amazing and so special.thank you.
Kathy Hamilton/simikathy.com

Hi Nick,

I think I have told you more than once what your daily thoughts and beautiful photographs have done to me... they have changed my attitude to life. Thanks again for this wonderful post. I thank my Adland friends for their posts too.

There was a time, when we lived a little away from the city. It was a quite place, full of trees. I remember, every day, after school I walked a long way to keep an appointment with a hasnuhana tree. The place reminded me of Keats' "beechen green"  that I had read in school. It was intoxicating as the smell of hasnuhana flowers makes you feel dizzy. They also invite snakes to lie curled up in the branches. But I feared none and the tree was my friend. I used to play around her and talk to her as if she was my best friend. Then one day there was a storm. The next day, I found her no more...

My first association with death.

Since then I have always felt close to many trees. We had an old banyan and she happened to be the substitute of my grandma whom I missed for long. I have an orchid at home now whom I open my heart to, he reciprocates...he does.

I liked the way Joe talks about planting a tree, each one of us.
Thanks Joe, I mean to do it soon.

God Bless,

Aparna