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| Me under a tree, where I belong. |
I had a few lovely quiet moments Saturday under this magnificent tree out west.
It was important I do this and absolutely necessary for my well-being.
Thank you, tree, for being you.
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| From my perspective. |
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I bought this particular house in the city (instead of one less than a quarter-mile away, which had A Garage, and also a slightly larger basement) because it had several large trees. I enjoy them every day, even when they drop large branches within feet of my Jeep.
Mary Anne in Kentucky
Glad to know it, Mary Anne. Trees are the best.
That is a gorgeous tree,and just begs to be used for a quiet shelter time. I am glad you obliged the tree.
BL, I like to think it benefited both of us.
That was the hardest thing about moving a year ago, was leaving the big willow tree right outside my office window. One develops a relationship with them. . . .
It's why i enjoy so much the grove of trees across the street. They are calm, no matter what else is going on.
Makes me recall the Ogden Nash poem that, if memory serves went something like:
I think that I shall never see
A billboard 'lovely as a tree.
(Indeed unless the billboards fall
I'll never see a tree at all).
Hooray for restful places with trees instead of billboards!
Oh that looks lovely and relaxing. I wouldn't dare do likewise, right now. Our trees are being naturally fertilized by deer pellets.. in the thousands.
Chris, no question. We had a tree on the farm that I miss to this day.
Messymimi, it's the calmness I wanted the most. I appreciate all trees, but the Douglas Fir I visited on Saturday was more than wonderful.
Crabby, oh yes.
Hilary, it was. Yes, one must be on the lookout for natural fertilizer.
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