Tuesday, February 24, 2009

The Face In The Tree.

We live in a metropolis... city for hours on all sides, except for the side that has the sea. We are lucky to be 5 minutes from a lovely beach but other 'tree nature' is hard to come by. We have a Nature Reserve about a 20 minute drive away, El Dorado, an almost 400 acre parcel of land that is abundant with trees and wild animals. We use poor El Dorado very often! 

Whenever we go 'El Doradoing', we go with a mission; finding all the colors of leaves, acorn hats, twirly sticks... On Saturday, our mission was to find faces in trees. It was K's idea, she has a beautifully illustrated book and her favorite picture is of a girl in a wood talking to a tree who has the kindest, gentlest gnarled old face. So, she suggested we look for faces in trees... I was very excited!

This is what we found, proving that trees DO in fact have faces...

Do you see his happy face?
This is a Maori tree doing a "Hakka" with his tongue sticking out.
This is a yelling baby's profile... do you see?

This tree is angry... K suggested that he was angry because he was right next to the lake and wanted to take a swim but couldn't as he was 'rooted' to the ground... I think she was right.

So, you see, trees do have faces and feelings!






5 comments:

Lisa said...

Your post blew me away! I LOVE IT!!! My ladies will so relate to it and we will be going on a tree face hunt soon! Thanks for sharing the idea! BTW, I tagged you for a game. Post the 6th photo from your 6th folder; play if you want.

Tammy said...

I do see the faces! The happy one is my favorite.

We'll have to look for tree faces on our next walk.

Dawn said...

I saw the faces to! What a fun activity to do with your kids. :)

ladybug-zen said...

something i've always suspected, but have never been able to convince others of. you've done a fine job here though, i must say. love the photos.

Louise said...

What a lovely thing to do-

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