Tree Worship


Somewhere along Highway 128 on the way to Mendocino, CA

I am fully aware that I am prone to hyperbole but I must tell you that this tree right here—she’s my favorite tree of all time. In the entire universe of any tree I’ve ever seen, she is the tree that takes my breath away most.  She is the tree that leaves me feeling weak in the knees.

Look at her.

She lives in the middle of a field off Highway 128 and I see her every time we drive up north on the 101, toward the Mendocino coast. I anticipate seeing her for miles. I sometimes wonder if maybe one time she won’t be there. Like, she’ll have packed her steamer trunk and boarded a ship bound for glorious.

I know I sound insane. But you haven’t seen this tree.

The ironic thing is that I can’t get near her. She is, like I said, the sole giant Oak in the middle of a large patch of marshy grass that is surrounded by a fence that is unscalable so even though I have taken ten thousand portraits of her and waved to her and discussed her beauty with my family—she is, on some level, forever aloof.

I’ve taken so many photos of her and never shared them. Because I am mentally unstable when it comes to love affairs with trees and I was hesitant to show her to anyone because there is NO WAY to capture her magnificence and stature and beauty and radiance and old woman wisdom without falling short. But today I got this shot that comes within fifty five galaxies of capturing her grandeur and I decided fuck it, the time has come. The world has got to meet Doris.

Hot Damn She’s a Beaute,
The Starry Eyed Staring One

11 Comments on "Tree Worship"

  1. steve says:

    CA-128 looks like it might have lots of little gems like this along its route.

  2. MidLyfeMama says:

    You are NOT insane. At least not for this particular reason. I know this love, and it is good.

  3. The Zadge says:

    You and Doris would make a beautiful couple.

  4. Devotion
    Oak giant

  5. PJ says:

    I loved this post. I loved these comments.