To the tree spirits

There's a big green one and he's looking at me.

I didn't cut all of you down. My Uncles and cousins were the loggers.

That Cherry tree, it was dying, the Juniper was right in the middle---Alders, Cedar, Maple, and Madrone, Power Company did that.

I'll stay in my shop and carve all winter, really. Next Spring, just looking, taking a walk you know.

I alway's turn and carve nice things, in the reverence you might say.

Ron A.
Keeps them from fallon on my house.