As a tiny, uprooted redwood sapling, I was brought to this city of refuge in the hands of the Master Gardener. In my previous environment, I'd had many near-misses with death because the person I had been gifted to hadn't seen my value. My worth. I was only an


I stand alone, Ground beneath and sky above— Gentle breezes that dance with heart  Upon my leaves. In this vulnerable place it is difficult for me not to Call to familiar things— To live as I once lived. But I will not, because It was in losing my life that I found this tender place. … Continue reading Tree.