Posted in Birds and other fun topics

Nature’s Gift

I found a mystical place this long weekend off.  It is Kubota Gardens a short drive from my house. I had always wanted to visit it and what a day I picked for my first trip.  The sun was out and the fall colors abounded every turn I took.

If you want to know more about this Seattle Park, here is a link you can follow:   Kubota Gardens Info

Come with me now to a place of Peace in Nature
The gate was designed by Gerald Tsutakawa in 2004

Follow along now to see some of the sights. Of course no picture really gives the sparkle that being there does but I hope you will find joy.


Spring Pond from the Terrace Overlook

This looks like a miniature fairy land – but look there is a person on the path that brings perspective to the scene. According to the guide, this was the pond Fujitaro Kubota used to water his private nursery. Another person told me there are large Koi there.

Just a simple trail

Even a path between areas brings beauty to the eye. How could one not forget the world outside?

Yellow Vibrations

Not all is red and green here! This tree had so many shades of yellow and pale green.

Is this pink? Red? or yellow?

This tree had all that one would want in an ornamental maple tree. It has been loved and molded into this lovely form. The color is moot when you see the curves of her lovely limbs.

Mushrooms only make this tree even more special

The multi colored tree had a gift at her feet!  This small forest of ‘shrroms embraced by her lovely branch structure.

Water and bridges add to the serenity

No garden would be complete without moving water.

Red Cedar and Red Heart Bridge over Maple Creek

Red Cedars have taken my imagination these days. They are like crows in that they are everywhere I look. This one I did not measure to figure out his age but he had to be in the couple hundred year old range.

View from top of waterfall back at Red Heart Bridge and cedar partner

The bridge is hard to see. Look for the two people on the path. That is about where it is & there is the cedar too.


Moon Bridge takes one to the tinkling waterfalls

This bridge symbolizes the difficulty in living a good life. “Hard to walk up hard to walk down.” So true!! I stood on the other side and it was tough to keep ones balance, just like life.

Close to the closure of our trip by going thru another gate.

The guide says this gate came from the Japanese Garden at the Arboretum managed by the University of Washington. Hope this scene takes you away just like it did me.

Good Bye Beautiful Garden and Nature for the day
Posted in Forests

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.