Delicate Silence

Beacon Hill Park in the dedicated space for
tree trunks needing a place to rest in their time of decay. 

The silent growth of

tree fungus and mosses

colours cut and fallen logs

that offer deep crevices

for the delicate lives 

that too often go unnoticed.

“Nature will bear the closest inspection. She invites us to lay our eye level with her smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain.”

~ Henry David Thoreau