A Beautiful Tree in East Tennessee
We truly enjoy the dogwood trees in our part of the country. They grow in the wild and many people have planted them around their homes. They certainly add something to the scenery.
A few years ago we redid our patio and they planted a Japanese Dogwood tree close by. It, too, is a beautiful flowering tree. It has nice full blooms as shown in this picture.
But something is missing! These blooms are quite similar but yet drastically different from the American Dogwood bloom.
Here’s the bloom on the American Dogwood tree. Do you see the difference? Look at the tips of the petals on the bloom. Do you know what that is?
The dogwood blooms around Easter time and there is a legend about the beautiful dogwood tree. Here’s the Legend, it explains the bloom:
Dogwood Legend
At the time of Crucifixion the dogwood had been the size of the oak and other forest trees. So firm and strong was the tree that it was chosen as the timber for the cross. To be used thus for such a cruel purpose greatly distressed the tree, and Jesus nailed upon it, sensed this.
In His gentle pity for all sorrow and suffering Jesus said to the tree:
" Because of your regret and pity for My suffering, never again shall the dogwood tree grow large enough to be used as a cross. Henceforth it shall be slender and bent and twisted and its blossoms shall be in the form of a cross--two long and two short petals. And in the center of the outer edge of each petal there will be nail prints, brown with rust and stained with red, and in the center of the flower will be a crown of thorns, and all who see it will remember."
How about that!
Have you ever tried to start a campfire. Sometimes it takes a whole box of matches. Make you wonder how one careless match can start a forest fire.
If you play with fire, you will eventually get burned.
And since this is Friday the 13th,
this is a day to be VERY CAREFUL.
~David Brinkley
Joke of the Day
Joan and her neighbor are talking about their daughters, Joan says, my daughter is at the university. She’s very bright, you know. Every time we get a letter from her we have to go to the dictionary.
Her neighbor says you are lucky every time we hear from our daughter we have to go to the bank.
---and----
The old man approached a young stranger in the post office and asked, "Sir, would you address this postcard for me?"
The man gladly did so, and then offered to write a short note for the old fellow. Finally the stranger asked, "Now, is there anything else I can do for you?"
The old man thought a moment and said, "Yes, at the end could you add, Please excuse the sloppy handwriting."
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