Trees stand tall at the same place all thier life.
They grow.
They breathe in and they breathe out life.
What could we do without the trees.
Sometimes I wish I could be more satisfied with life and with just breathing. But for the most of the time I'm not, I want to do more, be more, get more! More, more, more...
Now I'll have to go water our flowers.
:)
/J
My precious husband, thank you for teaching me how to be a tree last saturday! And thank you for being my very own, sensitive man.
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