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Grandma Lillian and Hickory Nut Pie

I collected my hickory nuts a little late this year. Hickory nuts and Grandma Lillian came into my life around the same time. She wasn’t my blood grandma, but she surely was my heart grandma. Grandma Lillian was like that . . . adopting grandchildren in whatever manner they came, birth, adoption, marriage, or stray. You would never know that granny-ing didn’t come so easy for her.

Mother Beech, Queen of the Forest

I have a deep love for trees. They fascinate me and calm me. I feel protected when surrounded by them and laid bare when I’m not. I have a need to study them, feel their bark, lean against them, sit under them. I’ve been this way as long as I can remember.