I finished this little tree today in honor of my mother, June. The anniversary of my adoption 56 years ago was this past week. I can imagine how her life changed when a four-month old baby (me) was placed in her arms. In the 1960’s, she loved to wear hot pink. The bows, net, and flowers came from one of her church hats. She often wore pearl earrings with beads similar to the beads on top of this tree. I was just the first of four; brave woman.