Meet the trees of Riverbend. They’re not just trees – they’re old companions. Some were planted and cared for by my Old Man and the wise Old Lady back in 1999, others I’ve watched stretch skyward for a full quarter of a century. Under their shade we’ve argued, laughed, prayed, and solved life’s messes. Today they stand tall, giving shelter and peace to every guest who arrives here, carrying our stories in their bark and their branches. So now it’s your turn. Sit beneath these branches, add your laughter, your stories, your quiet moments – and let them grow into the legends that tomorrow’s guests will find waiting in the shade.