One tree. Every day. For one year. This is an homage. This is a celebration. This is a hope
for raising awareness, and reverence. Symbiotic: to our very roots, and our branches ~
If I could spend all of my "time" walking in a world where trees bear the fruit of love's kisses, and where roots run beneath the visible reality to connect all known reasons Why, I would surely do so. As it stands, I walk these pathways as often as possible and rejoice for the vision of others who show me I do not walk alone.
Understatement of the young year thus far : this is a beautiful post.
I'm not quite sure what to make of this one. Beautiful words are sometimes bitter. Maybe it is like eating the sweetest orange right after brushing your teeth. Who knows. Maybe I should stop brushing my teeth, or quit looking for oranges (or commenting on blogs when I'm this tired.....
Smootch!
*Ptooey!!
(I shouldn't kiss trees. Got some bark in my mouth....)
Sometimes words are like that, and while we all drop by to visit bitter from time to time, it's certainly no place to live.
At least, it's no place fun to live.
Did you ever notice that if you drink orange juice right after you brush and keep drinking it, the sweetness will eventually overpower the incongruent ick?
x and o to you!
ReplyDeleteIf I could spend all of my "time" walking in a world where trees bear the fruit of love's kisses, and where roots run beneath the visible reality to connect all known reasons Why, I would surely do so. As it stands, I walk these pathways as often as possible and rejoice for the vision of others who show me I do not walk alone.
ReplyDeleteUnderstatement of the young year thus far : this is a beautiful post.
Heather, catch! ~ XO
ReplyDeleteRick, your comments may very well be the best part of this blog. Beautiful thoughts there, my beautiful friend...and
ReplyDeletemany, many thanks.
But, of course! Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteLeslie,
ReplyDeletemmmwah!
I loved this! Unfortunately I'm at work in a call centre and couldn't listen to the whole thing, but I'll come back tonight to listen to the rest.
ReplyDeleteVery cool, Captain!
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by. Glad you enjoyed it. :)
I'm not quite sure what to make of this one. Beautiful words are sometimes bitter. Maybe it is like eating the sweetest orange right after brushing your teeth. Who knows. Maybe I should stop brushing my teeth, or quit looking for oranges (or commenting on blogs when I'm this tired.....
ReplyDeleteSmootch!
*Ptooey!!
(I shouldn't kiss trees. Got some bark in my mouth....)
Have a good one...
Thanks Hank, and your freshly brushed teeth.
ReplyDeleteSometimes words are like that, and while we all drop by to visit bitter from time to time, it's certainly no place to live.
At least, it's no place fun to live.
Did you ever notice that if you drink orange juice right after you brush and keep drinking it, the sweetness will eventually overpower the incongruent ick?
Hope you have a good one, too.