This week we are challenged us with:
the theme this week comes natural (!) to me – Trees.
I love trees, and walking in wide open spaces, interaction with ‘nature’ is when I probably feel most like ‘me’. Trees whisper softly and slowly to us, if only we stop and listen.
“I thought all the trees were whispering to each other, passing news and plots along in an unintelligible language; and the branches swayed and groped without any wind.”
“But there, my friends, songs like trees bear fruit only in their own time and their own way: and sometimes they are withered untimely”
― J.R.R. Tolkien
But sometimes they shout and let us know what they are thinking, they breathe, they weep, and bleed. If we pay attention we might learn what we are missing.
Look at the way the Welsh weather has shaped this tree, and how resilient it has become in spite of the forces of nature, Uprooted at on point in its life, but still strong and apparently healthy.