What makes a place home

Knowing a tree, how it reaches out to say hello, to shelter from a storm, to afford a place to sit in comfort. Watching over the years as it seems to sit still until suddenly a limb breaks changing the the countenance completely. To walk upon a trail knowing an old friend is just around the corner with open boughs, happy or not to see you, to feel you. These things make a place a home.

Special thanks to Deborah for catching the spelling mistake, seemed like the tree may have needed a pair of depends :)