Leaving Lake Tahoe today and heading back home to my own garden! Whenever my daughter Tashi was younger and we were heading into Tahoe towards our cabin we would always pass the lake. It never failed, no matter what time of day or what season, Tashi wanted to count the colors of the lake. Lake Tahoe changes colors as is gets deeper and colder and she loved to see how many different colors she could see. It has always been one of our “Tahoe Traditions” that now carries on to my grandchildren when I bring them up with me. It gives us a chance to stop and appreciate the beauty of nature, the beauty of the lake in the midst of the excitement of vacation and all that goes along with that. I try to teach them that even in this place of so much fun there is a beauty they won’t find anywhere else.
I love trees, I love what they represent to me about life in so many ways. Trees are just so full of spirit and history.
Family Trees are a perfect example of how something in life is based on the form of a tree. So many branches extending from the main trunk in addition to all the leaves.
Growing up my backyard was filled with trees, even a cherry tree. I climbed them, raked their leaves into piles and jumped in them. I drew and painted them during my artistic phase. They were beautiful.
The pine trees here in Lake Tahoe are majestic they are tall and their branches are laden with pine cones. Their smell wafts in through the windows with the breeze. They call to me to touch them and of course I can’t resist. I grasp a low branch to pick a pine cone and my fingers are almost immediately covered with sweet sticky sap. It does not want to come off!
I love my Tahoe trees. They are always here when I come to my cabin, waiting for me, trees of life, strong faithful, resilient, part of nature, part of me.
I’m spending this week in South Lake Tahoe. It’s one of my favorite places to be. I love the beauty of nature here. The tall pine
trees, the mountains, the flowers and of course the lake. Every time I’m here I find a new and wonderful discovery.
This is a very different kind of garden. But still very much a garden. All of nature comprises its own gardens in its own ways. We are fortunate if we can replicate them half as beautifully in our own spaces. I often look to nature for inspiration, in types of plants, sizes and colors. What better example can we find except from the Master Gardener? I hope you join me throughout this coming week as I explore this place that is so much a part of me.