As I took my steps I retraced my heart's memories of childhood. I remembered running through the busy Louisiana lot, loving the tall, full trees without a sold tag. I am grateful for those tall trees of awe.
This year there is no room or way for a tree. Though I don't wish for a tree of my own I stopped to admire the lot.
Though this picture doesn't translate well, I stopped and silently fell in love with a small Charlie Brown christmas tree.
Through the fence I had a moment with it, enjoyed the memory enriched scent.
Then with a smile, I continued my walk. I enjoyed the weather and a nice night downtown with great friends.
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