trees,
great beasts of old.
ancient not just in age, but in nature,
standing tall, watching all
wise things, trees, knowing all they see
no words do they speak,
with no eyes they see,
they listen to the soft whisper of mycelia and roots,
tells them all they know
Posted in response to the challenge Trees.
winter's coming on fast-
better chop enough wood.
pluck the last fruits of the harvest-
then say goodnight to the garden,
resting under a blanket of leaves and love.
In the vet's office.
My bunny, sedated.
They are coming soon with the second shot.
She had a good life. I hope she finds peace.
I'm going to miss her so much.
I love you, Whisper. I'm sorry.
Do you think people 100 years ago, in rural Vermont, looked up at the sky, at the milky way, the moon and all the stars? Do you think they marveled at them, and taught their children the constellations?
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