Eye of the beholder


As a parent, I love the surprises that come with learning from my children and glimpsing life and the world through their eyes.

When I made my first “Welcome” blog post back in March, I mentioned this neighborhood street tree that my daughter stopped to admire.


It’s not a tree that would capture my attention, but now I notice it every time we walk or drive by.  My daughter still exclaims, “There’s the tree I love!”  I’m so curious.  What is it about the tree that attracts her?  Maybe the fact that it stands alone gives it distinction.  My sister suggested it could be the child-sized scale.


When I asked Naomi the other day, she said, “I love the yellow leaves.”  But they weren’t yellow in the summer, and she loved it then too.


Every child ought to have a favorite tree, and does it matter if we don’t understand the reasons for their favor?  Ask a child you know about a tree that’s special to them.  Are you surprised by the answer?

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5 Responses to Eye of the beholder

  1. darwinsbulldog says:


  2. Julie Fukuda says:

    love this post. The tree seems to be reaching out to Naomi. Today I taught the nature section of IOLT (Introduction to Outdoor Leader Training) I really want to help leaders who know nothing about nature in a strange country find ways to turn kids on … because we protect what we love, but we have to get to know it before we begin to love it. And in an age of ear-buds and texting,, kids are missing more and more in their daily life.

  3. Ricki Grady says:

    Fun idea! Now all I have to do is find me a kid.

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