"The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way.
Some see nature all ridicule and deformity... and some scarce see nature at all.
But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself."
-- William Blake
|driftwood, port townsend beach|
There are many twisted, misshapen driftwood trees that I find on our walks along the shoreline, and I wonder how far or short they have travelled. No longer rooted in the soil their contribution to the land still continues in one way or another.
My walks in the forest offer me the chance to understand when a life passes, a new life begins. The pain and healing are visible, tangible.
|white fungus on fallen tree|
I heard that a fallen tree takes around 100 years to completely dissolve into the ground. During that long interval, other forms of life begin and feed off of the dead tree.
|moss growing on fallen tree|
With each goodbye, a healing time begins. And then life blooms again.
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