Mystique of the Maple

There is a tree that played an important role in my life... at first light I would go to the front door of the farmhouse and gaze at it.  Yes, that's right, I gazed at it.  Why?  It's enduring beauty with every season of the year for sure, but mostly because it stood tall and strong 24/7.  It provoked emotions and gave me strength as I stood and viewed its beauty when it rained, snowed and when the wind howled.  That's when I realized the parallels between us.  The mystique of the maple...  I am writing about it and doing research as well.  Next is a visit.  And although it lives nearly 2 hours away, I will visit and gaze...