My Baby Cedar Trees

This summer I have had a new nature love.  Don’t get me wrong I have not forsaken my crow clan but the cedar grove drew me in.

Trees are the silent fellows that we forget are beings too. Before I tell you my baby cedar story, I want to share a recent post by an internet friend of mine.  She writes a fabulous blog called Parallax. It touches subjects from man’s spiritual being to nature and this week “The Secret Lives of Trees”.  Here is a link to her post for your tree loving moment – Parallax

I have visited a place I call the enchanted forest for over 20 years. It is a stand of cedar trees that range in age from youngsters to old mama trees.

The Enchanted Cedar Grove

The oldest best I can tell is 465 years old – Mom tree is what I call her and she was born around 1553. Then there is Bear tree. He is a bit younger born around 1700. His name comes from the face he has shown the world on his trunk.

Bear guards the little trees

Last year and again this year there was a group who planted native trees and bushes in the park. They put many little trees on the floor of the grove. Sadly they did not make it due to the conditions of the forest floor. It gets little light and in summer is too dry for a young tree to make it.

Sad dead baby trees who did not make it

This year they tried again and the results were about the same except a few little maple trees and my three cedar trees. Here is a photo that shows two of them to the north of bear tree. They are hard to see since they are only about 12 to 18 inches tall on the cluttered forest floor.

See tag on one baby tree & in distance on old fallen cedar (reddish) wood.

Each Sunday I have driven to Fauntleroy Park with a jug of water. With that I carefully built small dams and watered them. It was in the 90s and 80s for months with no rain. The ground needed to be stirred to get it to absorb versus run off. I had little sticks close by to facilitate soaking their root balls.  Let me introduce you to them:

First there is Bear Baby. She rests very close to Bear Tree and even gets a ray of sunlight in the morning.

Bear Baby with her tag still on to protect her.

Next is Log Baby. She is the healthiest of the brood. She was planted on a very old cedar tree downed log, a nursery tree. That log has embraced her and when I watered her the soil sucked up the water readily. She actually has new growth right now.

Log Baby on her nursery log – look close for bright green new growth

Then there is the third baby tree a little distance away. I call her Brownie.  She has had a tougher time and I don’t sense a parent tree close by to protect her.  The best thing today was when I watered her a small spider came out of a hole at her base.  Maybe he is adopting her. He stayed on the edge of his home while I gave her the water.

Brownie is trying real hard to make it to winter

Those are my baby cedars. I am going to keep working with them to make sure when the fall rains come they can make it to next year. The grove is trying hard to get them hooked up to their family safety net. I want to give them that hand of extra help to get them there.

Next time you walk through a forest or close to trees, touch them and for a moment feel their energy and ancient wisdom.



  1. I loved reading about the babies! Thank you for sharing your tree family with us, batgurrl! 🙂

    I live on a cedar farm, so I particularly appreciate the magic of these evergreens. I have heard that cedars are supposed to have a special healing energy…A friend told me once about a book called “The Ringing Cedars” which described them as extra energy conductors of some sort. They certainly are a vibrant and beautiful breed of tree!

    Thank you for sharing my article with your readers, too! I’m thrilled you enjoyed the post. One small correction, you used male pronouns, but I am female…Don’t worry about it! 🙂 “Tai” is a bit of an androgynous name. 😉 Doesn’t really matter but thought I’d let you know for the sake of fact. 🙂

    Have you read “The Hidden Language of Trees?” by Peter Wohleben? Seems like something you would appreciate. He is a forester who writes about the human social and family like structures of trees. Seems like you have been experiencing that first hand! 🙂 So lovely. Glad to see people out embracing nature and helping the environment directly.

    On on!

    • Oh dear – I do not know why I always thought you were a he. then I saw your picture a minute ago and saw my assumption was so wrong. We are of the same cloth & feel the energy that flows in all things we touch. Keep up your good work & I will always call you a she. I need to go fix that post of mine now.

      🙂 Robin

  2. This is a wonderful blog! I too am a deep friend of trees. Here in Alabama we have a nice diversity, the big fellows being oak and elm and hickory with its delightfully shaggy bark. I really look forward to your posts!

  3. I found a baby. Tiny baby cedar that popped up between sidewalk crack. My husband carefully pulled it it. It’s seriously max 3 inches tall. Shall I keep him in water to grow a few stronger toots or plant him in done dirt ? Thank you

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