I love the Sequoia, the enormous redwood trees of California. I knew they were big, I knew they were old, but when I actually looked into it, I couldn’t believe what I was reading. Three thousand five-hundred years! That’s how old they think the oldest of the sequoia is.

That tree has seen an awful lot. It was there before most of the world’s major religions. It’s seen the rise and fall of kings and empires. None of the countries of the world were even really countries when that tree started as a little seedling.

The world was very different when that mighty tree started to sprout. Many things were different. Most things were different. But some things never change: love, family, hope, and, of course, trees. They’ve never gone out of style, and they never will.

(Thanks, http://www.MissouriQuiltCo.com)

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