2020...a most difficult year. A year of sorrow with family funerals. A year of turmoil with a world-wide pandemic and constant confusion and noise from our politicians. A year where I so often sought refuge under the outstretched arms of my Eighty Acres spirit tree. Spirit trees are wonderful listeners and with words unspoken she always calmed my anxious soul and brought understanding to my sorrow. As always her message was so clear. Always forgive. Love instead of hate. Never give up on hope. And if I am patient, a new season will come once again.