A note of tree gratitude - thank you for being so glorious! I do not need to take one of you into my home to celebrate the holiday season when you are all around me rooted in your own beauty.
Peace: From the woods a mile or so from my house, I can hear gunshots ricocheting from a local shooting range. That's life's juxtapositions for you and life in a rural area, but every time I hear them when wandering in such pristine beauty, I feel compelled to write the word PEACE in the ground where I am. So I did.