It was an elusive tree. We searched all the way up and down the mountain for what seemed to be years before I finally found the Fringe Tree. I told Aunt Bett we must be on a snipe hunt.
Sharon was a true story teller; I always enjoyed her family stories, especially those involving the escapades she had with her Aunt Bett! Having this past random idea appear on my home page again made my day!
~ I'm an old gal who still loves playing in the dirt!
~ Playing in the dirt is my therapy ... and I'm in therapy a lot!
