Brie's Board

We realized that us kids are going to need more room than just a page, so,
here is a link to my own blog!


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Howdy everybody!

This is Brie.  And Brie's Board is... my board!  It's where I will be sharing my ideas and thoughts, photos and poems.  And all the while thanking God for this amazing adventure, and praying that I will glorify Him, and bless some people.

Love y'all!

-Brie <3  <---- (Just in case you don't know, that's a heart.) 







(This is on my blog)


First off, Our First Adventure

The Redwoods.  When we were walking on that trail together, and looking up at those trees, 
I felt something like giggley awe.  At every new tree, we stopped and looked at each other, laughed and thought “We’re really here!!”    I gawked and thought- I know that I seriously can’t comprehend the awesomeness of these trees.                                                                    
  

I didn’t really feel little while we were in the Redwoods, but once we went to normal sized forests and I didn’t have to crane my neck back to glimpse the top, I realized just how gi-mungo they are!  Regular trees aren’t an elephant thick.  I don’t laugh in spurty joy at the sight of them.  The Redwoods are, majesty.
       
                                     (This is practically what Dad looked like all day.)  :)

And they are quite interesting too!  Did you know that the Redwoods have shallow root systems?  (The major roots are only 1 inch thick!)  No way!  Well, the thing is, their roots grow out from the tree for about 50 to 100 feet, intertwining with other tree’s roots.  That makes them super strong. 

Forest fires and Redwoods actually have a pretty good relationship.  Fires clear out other plants that are crowding the ground, and if a fire gets close to a Redwood, the Redwood’s bark is so thick that fire usually can’t penetrate and burn up the tree!  If a fire does burn through, the tree can keep on growing.  We saw (and walked into) lots of trees with blackened, charred, hollowed insides.  But when you look up, there’s a tall, healthy tree growing above your head!  Hmm, makes me think of beauty from ashes.




Redwoods need moisture, and they actually are in a rainforest.  But when it doesn’t rain, (like this serious drought that we, I mean California, is currently in) it’s nice for them to be living by the coast!  Fog rolls in from the sea, and gets caught in the Redwood’s “leaves” (more like pine needles).  The water drips off the leaves and down to the ground, finishing the trip of the Redwood’s artificial rain!  It also waters other plants.  So cool!

Speaking of Redwood leaves, sometimes when the leaves die and fall off, they land in crevices in the tree.  They decompose and become soil.  Then, the lucky seeds of other plants, (even other kinds of trees!) will find their way to the Redwood’s Wonder View Resort, er, that plot of dead leaf dirt.  
    One day, a huge group of ferns was discovered growing on a Redwood- the mass weighed 1,600 pounds!  Heavier than an adult polar bear!  Those trees must be pretty strong.  




Up in those branches of the giant Redwoods is another world.  Little animals make their homes there, and never see the ground!  Branches tangle and create castles in the sky.  Researchers have even gotten lost exploring up there!

These big beauties can live for thousands of years.  We saw living trees that were babies when Jesus was born!  Some are even 3,00 years old.  Wow!  


                         


I loved how the branches seemed to shoot out from the trees!



                                                           My cute tiny Mommy.





                                                              My photo buddy!




Can you possibly find a person in here?



(Talk about castles in the sky!!  This tree, or, trees? blew our minds. )


                                            My (little) brother.






The Lord is big.  And these trees prove it!

-Brie <3

P.S.  If you see your Dad doing this:


And you try to do it, thinking of course you don't need any help, then you will probably end up slipping right down square on your knee and at the end of the day your Mom and sister will have to be your crutches during bathroom stops.
    (And nobody even got a photo of me falling!!)  ;)

7 comments:

  1. You are so creative and have such an eye for all things beautiful! Thanks for sharing your work and your words.
    Hope your knee is OK ;)

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  2. Thank you Aunt Nanny! I really enjoy it. <3
    And my knee is all better! My poor left leg has been getting the brunt of all the injuries. :)

    -Brie

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  3. HA!!! I have a number of falls that I would like God to replay for me when I get to heaven...I'm hoping he has a good TV screen for that kind of thing. And we can all humbly watch and enjoy the fact that everyone is laughing their heads off...because watching people fall is almost always funny. :-) But I'm sorry you hurt your knee.

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    1. You fill me with joy Miss Erin!

      Honestly, I think about that "family video" replay time in heaven a lot!! I hope He will play those falls in slow motion too. Wouldn't that be fun!!

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  4. Hello, Sweet Brie! Here's a weird one: In that photo of you kids staring at the Grand Canyon, I found myself thinking how old the back of your head looks...like a real grown up lady standing at the edge of a cliff, with your lovely bundly hair blowing in the breeze! We learned how to make a bow out of hair today. It was a real hairstyle on Pinterest. Miss you!

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  5. Isn't hair so fun? Depending on how we do it up, it can make us feel young and bouncy, or mature and lady-like. Or even like a gift box! (I've never heard of a hair bow! It sounds so fun!)
    Thanks Miss Erin, you make me smile. And laugh. Which is quite a wonderful combination.
    And, I have to see pictures of the results of the hair bow adventure! :D -Brie

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  6. And by the way... Sometimes, the back of my head FEELS old! Especially when I have a bun. It's a lovely kind of old.

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