A daily insight into the joys of raising boys...and lots of them.
Sunday, January 03, 2010
I've never considered myself much of a tree-hugger, but when they recently clear cut twenty acres adjacent to our property to sell the timber for furniture and paper, a part of me crumpled up inside. We've lost some privacy, some protection from the elements, much beauty and many of the magical places the boys loved to play. It has been hard to say goodbye to those beautiful hardwoods and would a hug have saved them, I'd have hugged every last one.