Meet Fred, one of the little sapling trees that I planted in the burn area on Saturday. Fred was named in honor of my neighbor Fred Rogers. Next year I can’t wait to see how he’s grown, even though I like him just the way he is.
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Growing up I had a Mr. Rogers record of him singing songs, I thought this one was hilarious:
Tree, tree, tree
Tree, tree, tree
Tree, tree, tree
Tree, tree, tree
We love you,
Yes we do,
Tree, tree, tree,
Tree, tree, tree
Man, that looks so weird written out. It was pretty funny sung, too.
Hi, Fred! Gosh you’re pretty!
Alison, the Mr. Rogers song sounds exactly like something I would hum to myself — well, no, to the tree — while planting one. hee hee Kind of Winnie-the-Poo-ish.
We had the Mr. Roger’s songbook at our house, not the record album. I wish I knew that song, though. I would undoubtedly be singing it when I garden!
I do love trees, though my favs tend towards deciduous rather than evergreen.