Rock Creek, Sierra Foothills
Have you ever carved your initials into a tree? As romantic as this tradition sounds something has always stopped me from adding my mark into a trunk of a tree. I guess my relationship with trees runs more than surface deep.
*This post is part of the Weekly Photo Challenge, this week’s theme, symbol. It was challenging. You can find other interpretations HERE.
Me too Carrie. I can’t imagine marring the tree.
Glad there are a few of us out there!
What a nice take on the challenge!
Thank you 🙂 What a nice comment. I really appreciate it.
I’ve always loved the idea too but couldn’t do it myself. For me it’s because I seem to give every living thing a set of thoughts and feelings, so I think about the reaction of the tree being carved… silly I know 😊
I don’t think that is silly, it is great to hear someone out there has empathy for living things!! Thanks for your comment 🙂
Haha, thanks. I guess it’s better to over-empathise than not at all!
YES, it is. 🙂
I like your interpretation of the challenge, Carrie. As a child, I gouged my initials in each cottonwood I climbed with a large nail; it was almost a rite of passage among my siblings and me. I also enjoyed finding the initials of my mom and her siblings in those same trees. I haven’t scarred a tree since 6th grade, however, and now it would seem sacrilegious to do so.
Yes, I could see the thrill in finding those names who have climbed before you. That is a beautiful, adventurous thought, Janet. And yes, when we know better…we do better!