This is a call to women everywhere.
Maidens, mothers, crones. Daughters, sisters, aunts, and grandmothers. Young and old alike.
A lifeline from our sisterhood to the trees.
Are you a tree-lover?
If you know me at all, you know how deeply in love I am with trees.
I think my love affair with trees began on a hot summer day in Detroit when I was a child.
I went outside to play and instead discovered that the majestic American Elm tree that graced our home with its beauty and its shade had fallen ill with Dutch Elm disease.
Every leaf on the tree had shriveled up and fallen off.
I cried like a baby.