Last week our southerly neighbor cut down their sprawling blue spruce tree. It’s always sad to watch a big tree go down, and this one was an institution, its stump fifty rings across. The upshot is there’s lots more sunshine coming into our backyard now. In all the time we’ve lived here the only things that thrived in the shade of that old spruce were greens like chard and lettuces. So when I saw the piles of sawn logs across the way, my thoughts went immediately to the seed catalogs, and all the new things we might grow this year.

A tree dies, and new life rises in its place. A happy thought for the new year.