Japanese Maples

Yesterday was a wonderful day. After sleeping in, B. and I went to a local Bonsai Nursery to look for trees for the planter boxes outside. We ended up buying a couple of Japanese Maple trees--one yellow and one red "Pixie". We spent the afternoon planting them, which was a lot of work. In the end, it was well worth the effort.

I said to him that I wasn't sure if planting my very favorite trees in the world was such a good idea when we are thinking of selling the house.

But they do look wonderful.

When I first bought the house, I had intended to scatter some of my mom's ashes in the back yard where the Magnolia tree is. But for some reason, that has never happened. When we were almost done planting the maple trees, I thought about how good it felt to be leaving part of myself here. There was so much joy in planting the trees with B. by my side. I decided to scatter a handful of my mom's ashes next to the yellow Japanese Maple.

Even if we do sell this house, it has been very good to me. It makes me happy to think about the tree in 20 years. Beautiful colors. Leaves blowing in the wind. A small piece of me--and of my mom--that will continue to live on.