Gifting truly is a lost art in this age of one-click and done. If anyone deserves a more thoughtful approach, it's Mom, Ma, Moms, Mother, Mammy, Madre, Mama or however you most affectionately address her. All too often, people give gifts they themselves would like to receive, with little consideration for the person they're giving it to. Sometimes, we think we spent a lot, so it has to be a good gift. Truth of it is that choosing a great gift requires more than a quick click.
Nothing smells like spring more than apple blossoms - wish we could share through your screen. Imagine the memories you'll create when you give a pretty apple tree, delivered and planted, of course. Planting love. Growing memories.
Here's Hodgee - a legend from 100 years ago rises from the remains of a dead eucalyptus.
She's the creation of local artist Mitch Ewing, who spent many hundreds of hours freeing her from the tree trunk.
Just imagine how happy you would feel to be welcomed home every day by these scraggly old oak trees. Experts estimate that our "urban forest" - that's the tree coverage in the nation's urban areas - has declined by over 4 million trees a year. That's an enormous amount of shade and cooling, carbon sequestering and sheer beauty that is being lost. Climate change provides advantages to pests and stresses some trees beyond their limits. Another great reason to give a tree in memory or celebration. Learn more at California ReLeaf.
While the rest of the country seems to be caught in the 'bomb cyclone' winter that makes the headlines, we at The Wishing Tree Company can't help but smile. Here's what an ordinary day in January might look like by dusk. Sunny and 80 here at TWTC -today and every day in our hearts! Did you know palms are not really trees? Botanically speaking they are in the grass family. If you're ever on Jeopardy, we hope that comes in handy!
When we started The Wishing Tree Company years ago, we spent a lot of time looking for just the right words to sum up what TWTC is all about.
"Planting love. Growing memories." just sounded right. And now that those first trees have had time to grow big and beautiful, the love and the memories are so alive and vivid, especially for the many memorial trees we have planted. Whether it's a family member or a four-legged friend, our trees say they are never forgotten and always in our hearts.
Japanese Maples are one of the trees you just can't ignore. Here in Southern California,
they might not grow as big or as fast as this one at the home of renowned horticulturist Dannie McLaughlin
in Fox Island WA. But choose the right spot and give a little care, and you can get the same spectacular
tree -more beautiful year after year. We can do a special order for almost any tree - give us a call!
Long before I knew that trees were my destiny, certain friends called me a "treehugger." If that was meant to be a pejorative, it went right over my head. "Isn't everybody?" was my thought. No, I wasn't an activist beyond a check written to good causes and stewardship groups I admired. But I didn't think there was a cathedral on Earth that compared to the majesty of the redwoods, nor a luxury hotel penthouse that could rival camping in Yosemite or Sequoia.
If you've ever known the love of a special dog, grab a tissue and read on...
Mikey was a champion from Evergreen Labradors in Cottonwood, California near Redding. His kids, grandkids and great grandkids are scattered throughout Southern California - we've met some of them personally.
Huge, aristocratic and goofy, if you can picture that. Many champs themselves. So it was a very sad day, indeed, when Mikey's breeder, Carolyn Royal, shared the news of his journey over the Rainbow Bridge.
When the world is in flux, there is always calm in the rhythm of the natural world.
That's one of the intangibles that you send your giftees when you give them a tree.
Especially with deciduous trees, there is the tenuous arc of fall to spring -- only a leap
of faith will convince you that this seemingly lifeless tangle of sticks will leaf out again
in full glory. Then its fragrant flowers whisper of the harvest to come. Tiny fruits survive
pests, storms, and your occasional benign neglect. And then one day you walk out and pull