12 Things I Am Grateful For This Year
Day 8: Shelter
Wherever you go, may you find shelter
in every form you desire: cabin, friendship, paper
with words that tell a story,
or a golden tree that jingles in the breeze
and sends down a currency that sustains and delights.
An American Beech Tree in Autumn
One story of the word “book” starts with the beech tree, on which ancient runes were carved.
Old English bōc was rooted in German. Branches spread. Paper made. Books written.
And the beech continues to give.