One cold winter day I was in a graveyard in Holland. I walked past a toppled headstone, leaves scurried past me dancing in the wind, and turned to see this great old tree offering comfort and protection. I have a great fondness for trees. I cry when I see an old one cut down. I love walks in the woods where quite often the trees are the only companions on a trail. They stand watching us throughout the centuries, and I like to believe, they sigh with compassion when another silly human walks past them. They shake their leaves and wait again.
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