It is very simple ~ this tree that is younger than ancient elms gracing our streets, years older than saplings planted
in the spring. Scars and bumps show the
life of a tree on a city street. Not unlike our own scars and bumps from life’s
scratches, tears and bruises; yet we each still stand and keep living at a pace we have chosen or has been chosen for us.
“Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience.”
~ Hal Borland, Countryman: A Summer of Relief
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