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Tree Spirit Tries to Get My Attention

I did not pull out my great great great Aunt’s name at first. My oak was busy – overflowing with the strangest people. I did not know who to speak to anyway – who could advise me? A tree spirit nudged my foot from the middle of the oak. What’s holding you back? She asked me. Follow them! I had no idea why they were traveling down my tree’s knot hole. But I was not about to be tricked; grandma did not raise a dummy. I paraded around the fey world I could touch outside. It was enough.

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Date: 1/24/2022 4:12:00 PM
I'm thinking you're talking about a family tree, but I'm sort of lost on this one, Caren. Sometimes I'm absolutely sure my grandma did raise a Uncle David!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 1/25/2022 1:14:00 AM
Hahaha - funny Hank. This went well with a photo I could not copy.