There's a flower garden in one corner, a garden with tomatoes and cucumbers in the other, and a tall hedge that grows along the outer edge, where the edge of the yard buts up against the neighbor's. There are two apple trees on either side that drop hundreds of red delicious every other year or so; they make delicious apple sauce. One, large oak tree is the alpha of the yard; it lumbers over the house and shades the entire lawn. This small, suburban yard not only housed my mother's imagination, but mine and all my cousins' as well. My grandparent's backyard might seem ordinary, but it is actually quite special. The giant oak tree, the shed, the swing set, and my grandmother's garden are all special locations in the yard that continue to be sacred places for me.
The outdoors has been one of my favorite places to be for as long as I can remember. As a child, I spent most afternoons galloping across the yard and through the trees pretending I was various animals or just being with the trees. I've always felt extremely connected to all living things, so it's no surprise that the massive oak tree in my grandparents' backyard holds a special place in my heart. The oak resides in the direct center of the yard and must be at least three feet in diameter. This tree holds so much life, squirrels, birds and chipmunks constantly jump from branch to branch and beautiful green leaves sprout across every square inch. I wanted to exist closer to this energy, I wanted to experience what it
In Toni Morrison's novel Beloved, each character holds a special connection to trees and each places different meaning in them. The motif of trees and plants represent a calming force, escape from hardship, and circle of life that can heal the wounds of slavery. Paul D and Sethe are two characters in particular who place unique meaning in plants and use them as a way to escape their painful memories and the horrors of slavery.
It’s the grassy greens, near the winding pebbly road I remember first. The long stalks of spinifex still line the edges, though now neatly trimmed all around. The uneven crunch-crunch-crunch of the gravel as I drive my sunny Porsche across town. Even in winter, bindies pepper the half soccer field, other foliage: a bush dotted with withered yellow berries and emerging saplings surround the patchy lawn like spectators. Smack bang in the middle, winter clawing its way in, stands a grandiose resilient oak, basking under the mild heat of the country sun, glorified as it houses two tombs. Its boughs stretch towards me invitingly and I smile…
The wonderful blooms of the trees planted firmly, bring out the amazing blue of the sky. The old dock with mysteries that overlooks the cool water create a sense of wonder. The rustic old swing provides anyone who stumble across a feeling of comfort in the secluded forest. The tree with many years will continue to be there for anyone who has the opportunity to come across it. This sacred space gives someone a feeling of belonging as it comforts them and makes it feels safe with the vibrant colors displayed among the beauty. Among all, the components that create the glamorous attraction, make one feel welcome and create a longing to go back once again to savor the calming feelings created
The apartment homes at Raintree are minutes away by car from Brazos Mall and an adjacent shopping center with a Walmart Supercenter, Home Depot and Lowe's. They are within walking distance of Mac Lean Park and Lake Jackson Recreation Center as well as a Post Office.
There is a symbol from the big front yard that depicts the simplicity of their culture. In the beginning of the story, Mrs. Johnson stand outside impatiently for her daughters to come visit. “A yard like this is more comfortable than most people know. It is not just a yard. It is like an extended living room. When the hard clay is swept clean as a floor and the fine sand around the edges lined with tiny, irregular grooves, anyone can come and sit and look up into the elm tree and wait for the breezes that never come inside the house.” (1188) In the description of the yard is it seems a plain yard. There is no description of anything but sand leading you to believe that the whole lawn is empty from grass, trees, bushes, or flowers. The people of the house
I have traveled from Australia to Europe and seen many sights of which are indescribable and unknown in the United States but they haven’t been able to capture the unique beauty of my backyard. It started as a blank canvas that my dad could shape any way he pleased. A palm tree, a pool, a small garden, and a “Man Cave”, as my mom called the covered patio, that had a TV and a fireplace. After its creation had taken place, my dad and I grew fond of the relaxing setting and its pure elements.
Even though others might believe some good qualities in a person are not loving and respectful, those qualities are the ones I would look for in a good person.
“A yard like this is more comfortable than most people know. It is not just a yard. It is like an extended living room.” (Walker 268) Mama express the beauty of her yard and the comfort it brings to her. From the air to the irregular grooves in the ground illustrates that Mama and Maggie have little control over the environment. In other words the yard defines their house and the comfort it bring to them. The yard also illustrates that Mama is free from all regrets and shortcomings that happened
Life in the town of Stoneshade was fairly simple. The weather is always warm, although the sun never seems to shine. The Stoneshade river brings us fresh water from Marianne's glacier, just north of us in the mountains. The people here are mainly happy, but I can’t be one voice for everyone, since the town is too big to know every person in it. In fact, it’s more like a city than a town, but since everyone lives so far away from each other, it doesn’t have the city feel to it. In between the many houses are a vast range of trees, which is where most of us spend our time. Even though our town has the high technology of any other place, the residents prefer to stay outside, and for a good reason, too.
The novel A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith is written with warm and honest style, but with a sobering and dismal story about tenement life and growing up with nothing. In the beginning stages of the novel the world is beautiful and simple for children like Francie and Neely. A world where many of the poor children who live in the Brooklyn slums aren’t aware of their dismal predicaments and scrape by with blissful ignorance. What has impressed me the most is how warm and fleshed out the narrative style of this novel is be despite it being told in the point of view of third person omniscient. It exudes humanity and emotion to the point where I sometimes think it's in first person. The narrative changes as Francie Nolan ages and the descriptions
It represents a blissful escape of peace and safety for Maggie and Mama. In fact, the yard is so important to them that they wait for Dee “in the yard that Maggie and I made so clean and wavy” (Walker 88). The emphasis on the physical characteristics of the yard, the pleasure in it manifested by the word “so,” points to the attachment that Mama and Maggie have to their home and to the everyday practice of their lives. The yard, in fact, is “not just a yard. It is like an extended living room” (Walker 71), confirming that it exists for them not only as an object of property, but also as the place of their lives, as a sort of expression of themselves.
The sun is high above me and I walk into the forest in front of me,
The willow tree to the right of the red brick house was also a place that we made our own. The long, slender branches made soft music when the cool wind swept through them. Although these branches were weak, we constantly swung from branch to branch like wild monkeys. Sitting within the farthest boundaries of the tree, we would argue over what we wanted to play and which part each of us would have. When we would finally figure it out, it would be getting dark and we could hear the voice of my grandma faintly calling us to come in.
The article, Living Between the Trees, clearly indicates that humanity is in a continuous partnership with the Lord in making the world a better place. According to the author, “work we do here in this life has implications for what we will do forever,” and that makes the partnership between the creator and humanity a permanent bond (Living Between the Trees). It can be said that every individual has their spiritual journey that entails discovering self through life experiences and in return strengthen their faith in God. Having encountered various events throughout my life, I also have a spiritual journey, which entails both good and bad times that have influenced my faith in God. Therefore, there is the need to narrate my journey
One beautiful ornamental woody tree is the Kwanzan Cherry scientifically named Prunnus serrulata. This beautiful specimen tree has noteworthy characteristics such as bronze foliage with large clustered pink double flowers and distinguishable cherry like bark. Taking a personal interest in the Kwanzan cherry I will discuss history and origin of the tree, uses of the tree, propagation and growing methods, and current and relevant news around the tree.