For anyone reading this (I’m still in shock I currently have 7 subscribers!), you’d have to read quite far back in my entries to see that last year, Tommy, Gabriel and I went to visit Tommy’s family in Kentucky for three wonderful months. We flew down, and Tommy’s mother drove us back up.
While in Kentucky I noticed that the area is rife with the most beautiful oak trees. The park had a jogging trail and I frequently went for walks with Gabriel in the snuggli, Zoe the boxer we adopted while there, and K the neighbor girl, or A, Tommy’s brother’s ex-girlfriend, both of whom I became friends with.
The path was always covered in acorns. Small acorns, large acorns, acorns with and without their caps. I always meant to pick up a few and take them home, but a baby in a snuggli, a hyper boxer and no pockets really made it hard.
So on the drive home to here in Ontario, at a rest stop in Ohio, I found and seized my last chance to bring home an American acorn.
Gabriel was with his daddy and grandma and both Zoe and I were stretching our legs. There were fallen acorns on the sidewalk, so I picked a few up, wrapped them in a tissue, and tucked them into my bag.
There they have remained since last October, until two days ago.
I took a clay pot, some soil, and the best looking acorn from the group, and I planted it.
It is sitting out in full sun by the garden, and I fervently hope it germinates.
When and if it does, I will transplant it to the site I chose in our backyard, where I buried Gabriel’s placenta. Having had the most amazing natural, midwife assisted birth center birth, we were given Gabriel’s placenta, rather than it being thrown away. It had been in the freezer since his birth, waiting.
It was very important to me to get to commit this piece of both of us – the link that he and I were connected to for 9 months – to the earth. It was profoundly moving when I buried it, and I prayed and even cried.
So now, if my little oak tree sprouts, and grows big enough for transplantation, Gabriel will have “his” tree, in the form of a majestic oak. (“Made in Canada, with American parts” – just like he is!) 6 years ago