The old apple tree that stands near the Ansterburgs' barn house is an important part of their lives. Its sweet, juicy apples go into pies, applesauce, lunch pails, and even decorate their annual Christmas tree. It's also a favorite place for Katrina. There's a special branch where she can sit and draw and dream. The branch is her studio.

But then an ice storm brings down the old tree, splitting it down the middle. There's nothing left to do but chop it up for firewood. As Katrina listens to her father sawing at the tree, she's angry and resentful. Doesn't her father know she can't draw without her beloved tree? Not even the upcoming Christmas holiday can cheer Katrina. Can anything make her feel better?

Inspired by the author's childhood memories, this tender story reveals the joy of a very special gift and the love between a daughter and father.