I think I am in love with trees. and always have been.
It always makes me so sad when a tree dies. you know? they are so old, and have been there for so long. They create so much beauty, and change, but also stability. They are there through every part of our lives, and they have seen/been through so much.
Like the tree in my front yard. It was so little when my parents bought the house, and we have always trimmed it and taken care of it. And I have climbed it, and it has shaded our yard. And I clean up it's leaves, and branches. It protects from the rain, and drops beautiful leaves into the yard. It was there when I was 2, and running around babbling. It was there when I pretended I was a pirate, and the tree was my ship. It was there when we tried to create a swing from it's highest branch. It was there when we would sit for hours in it's branches and spend the afternoon watching the world pass us by below. I walk by it hundreds of times everyday, and barely ever give it a thought.
yea...no one else thinks about trees this much. whatever.
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