big, old tree is winning, no little fence is going to stop it.
“this old world keeps spinnin’ round, it’s a wonder tall trees ain’t laying down.”
this friendly-looking tree
deep in the woods
so content and jolly
i think it would love to share its jokes.
“i never saw a discontented tree.
they grip the ground as though they liked it,
and though fast rooted, they travel about as far as we do.”
– john muir
bird hiils park, ann arbor, michigan, usa – summer 2020
so stately so old
appears to have a face
when up close
over those resting below
“the tree is more than first a seed, then a stem, then a living trunk, and then dead timber.
the tree is a slow, enduring force straining to win the sky.”
~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Wisdom of the Sands, translated from French by Stuart Gilbert
when looking at the trees on the kinder playground
it’s easy to see how tall the little people are
the green does not dare begin until it is
above and safely out of the reach of their tiny hands
even if they are standing on tippy toes
pulling, climbing, bending, picking, snapping
the trees do the math and live to tell the tale.
“trees and plants always look like the people they live with, somehow.”
-zora neale hurston
melbourne assigned some of its trees
numbers and email addresses
so that residents could report problems
like low hanging branches.
instead, thousands of people wrote them love letters.
what would you write to them?
“if you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees.”
credit: mentalfloss, the atlantic