Four seasons have passed
The world is different now, yet
So little has changed
One year in the life
of a tree that could live to
be fourteen hundred
~dkm 21/52
A journal of outdoor observation, written in response to the simple act of paying close attention for an hour a day to the natural sights and sounds of an ordinary backyard in Decatur, Georgia, or wherever my travels take me, with the intention of recording the single most interesting perception of the hour. The challenge has taught me to expect the unexpected!
Four seasons have passed
The world is different now, yet
So little has changed
One year in the life
of a tree that could live to
be fourteen hundred
~dkm 21/52
1 comment:
So sweet. What a wonderful way to remember Sheila! Can't believe she has been gone a year. Sending you and Moe hugs!
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