Monday, August 04, 2014

tree time



I flew above the mountains where these trees live earlier today, and passed through nearby cities via train. A few young redwood trees hovered above my dinner. If we were truly able to listen to the voice of the trees, what would we hear?

One thing we might notice: tree time is different than our time.

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