[/caption]Where we are isn't really home, but we've planted our feet here for a while. But when I see this tree-- and it's absolutely huge-- I feel home, in much the same way that I feel home whenever I'm in the mountains. The tree guards my comings and goings between the house and the cornfields, and it seems to provide a stopping point for the beautfiul hawk that we see on a regular basis.
It makes me happy to see this picture. It was taken on a blue-sky day, those rare days when everything seems to be in harmony with everything else, on a day when heaven and earth seemed to be one.
Everyone needs a tree to sit under and watch the day go by...
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