Notes from a Tree/05

On July 17th I was struck by how like a baby I felt, sprawled in the arms of my tree-parent, strong, solid, eternal.  As good as eternal gets.

So for that afternoon, I was a tree baby in a romper suit.  High on my tree-father’s shoulders, away from the crowd.

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