I work with a colleague intermittently and observed she loves trees, especially ancient ones, like boabs.  She reaches out to them and palm on tree, stands silently as if in reverence.  The moment is always so sacred, it forces me to look away to give her privacy.

This post is for her.  She taught me, a tree is more than canopy.


Until next time

As always

a dawn bird




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