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.

No comments:

En plein air - in memoriam Andrew Bellon

A dreamless sleep falls from the shimmering leaves. --Sappho fragment, tr. Andrew Bellon I changed, thickened, ...

popular on this site