year, I made some Christmas tree ornaments. Remnants of trees found their
way into my collages. Tiny twigs, bark, seeds, pods, cones, pressed flowers
were married with feathers, stamps, buttons, beads and snatches of writing.
I glued these fragments onto pieces of paper shaped like old price tags.
These collages are my yearís currency in memories and experience. And
my beautiful pine Christmas tree is covered in them. I thought Iíd had
a fallow year. But the ornaments dangling from my tree tell another tale.
Spend a few hours seeking twisted willow and other interesting fragments from trees. Place these in a vase, pull out your decorations and create a unique Christmas Tree this year.
Tree Day 2004
Tall Oregon pine
This crepe-white Tree Day
These three wise daughters
Into the forest
Tall son dressed in black
Small dog bounds woodward
Whipping waves of wind
Winter coldly smiles
Harvested with joy
Cycle comes again
And the children sing
And in the warm truck
Edwina Peterson Cross ©November 28, 2004