"...away beyond the Jarboe house, I saw a different kind of tree, its trunk was old and large and bent, and I could feel it look at me..."" />
"...away beyond the Jarboe house, I saw a different kind of tree, its trunk was old and large and bent, and I could feel it look at me..."" />

The Jarboe Tree

This tree is on a farm in Newtown, Pa.: a seemingly magical place that wherever you turn, there's a painting. Especially on a Fall day with the sun setting behind the cornfield. The name "Jarboe Tree" comes from a favorite childhood poem.

"...away beyond the Jarboe house, I saw a different kind of tree, its trunk was old and large and bent, and I could feel it look at me..."