I am mesmerized by swans. I feel as though I am in a movie as I watch them glide by on the English lakes and ponds. Nature is alive here, the trees are green and lush, and the swans and ducks are nesting all around.I am also seeing my favorite tree, the weeping willow. They hang low to the ground and are not cut and trimmed as we do in the USA. It is like they have a big huge head of hair that is allowed to grow– wild and free. My dad planted a weeping willow at our home when I was little, and by the time I was five or six years old, it had grown quite tall and was lovely. I spent lots of time in it’s branches and felt as though it was a real friend. I still feel close to trees, certain trees, and I think at times I may feel their spirits, as they are created by God for us to enjoy.