In my neighborhood here in Northeast Portland, someone has put together a Wishing Tree. The tree is full of small nails, and there are two clipboards, one explaining the concept and the other holding a plastic baggie full of cardstock tags and a permanent marker. The idea is to take a tag, write your wish on it, and hang your wish on one of the nails.
I’ve been stopping by the tree for months, just to check in on the wishes, but I’ve been meaning to take some time and snap photos of the tree. Today, my wife and I were out for a walk, and we had the camera with us so I could snap photos of Jennifer for her style blog, and the sun was out and the day was winter-chill perfect, and I figured now was the time to photograph the tree.
As I walked around the tree reading tags and snapping photos, I realized this was something I wanted to share with you, friendly readers. So here you are. Wishes hung to spin in the breeze.
I write fiction and teach college writing and literature. I'm the author of the story collection There Is No Other Way to Worship Them, the novel Hagridden, and the flash fiction chapbooks Box Cutters and Where There Is Ruin.
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