Tree Gazing

Memories
Holding one child on a hip, and one by the hand – we gather under the trees.
“Shh, listen!” The wind stirs the leaves. “The trees are clapping their hands!”



Nostalgia and memory have flavors as well as images in our minds. Some memories taste like Pannekoeken!

Four people, luggage, blankets, and two dogs packed into a Volkswagen for vacation trips! Those were the days!

Guest writer, Alysia Burrows, writes about her life-long love of books, which has also been a love of mine for as long as I can remember.
For those who love swapping books as much as we have: Paperbackswap.com
by Alysia Burrows
When I was a young girl, I found solace in books. We moved to so many new places and I just never felt like I truly fit in to any of them.
I am not sure when the world of books was introduced to me, or how. I just know that as early as third grade they swept me away and took me to a better place.
Reading has always been my way of hiding away when times were at their worst. It was as if I no longer existed in this world and it was how I coped with the challenges and pain life often has a way of bringing.
Today I love to read all the genres, and books have a special place in my heart. I read them on my tablet, listen to them in my car, but my most favorite book is the old-fashioned kind.
My best friend and I would refer to them as “mail candy” when we would do a book swap through the mail and the arrival of them would bring us instant joy. It still does to this day.

He loved books, those undemanding but faithful friends.
-Victor Hugo
Photos by Aliis Sinisalu and Webaroo.com.au