Welcome. Thank you for reading “The Stories of Trees,” a blog about roots and branches and lives that “leap greenly” but unfold slowly. I’m Stacy. For years I lived in the high desert of New Mexico, where trees are not taken for granted. They are signs of nearby water; they offer the miracles of shade and shelter in an exposed landscape. They are green respite in a world of browns and reds and grays. I have come to love them for their capacity to endure and for the stories they tell of bending and adapting and slow, inexorable growth. They are symbols to me of how to live bountifully when your circumstances do not allow you to take action at will, or to move forward on the plot line of your own story. The ideas that unfold here take trees as their model. Please feel free to contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org.