This is my response to the Weekly Photo Challenge: Weathered.
At Old Man’s Cave, Hocking Hills.
Happy turning of the seasons to you (and, yes, I realize that it isn’t summer everywhere around the globe):
I cannot know, yet, whether or not I will miss this tree after we move. Since it is one of the only poetic things about our current neighborhood, I’m leaning towards yes. Time will tell.
This is my entry in the Weekly Photo Challenge: Serenity.
[Insert your favourite literary quote about snow here]
It’s way too early for me to be inspired by cold weather or its accoutrements.
What a cozy place to hunker down with a book! One needs only to bring a blanket, some reading material, and an open imagination.
Reading aloud to the leaves and branches, whilst optional, is highly encouraged. Words are best, after all, when they are shared.
I am not a plant or flower or tree person. I cannot keep green things alive. I’ve no idea what kind of tree this is-I only know that it overlooks my second-story studio and that it is refreshingly lovely.
It’s a beaut, isn’t it?
The studio will be ready next week. I can hardly wait.
“To the great tree-loving fraternity we belong. We love trees with universal and unfeigned love, and all things that do grow under them or around them-the whole leaf and root tribe.”-Henry Ward Beecher