This very morning, I found a pine tree stump inviting me to have a seat. Upon counting 150 rings, I thanked the tree for the seat and it’s casting down its branches to invigorate the soil. The tree keeps giving. This tree may have been used to build so many utilitarian or artful pleasantries that will last centuries. Just another tribute to trees here on Forest. We grow slowly too. Will our lives continue to serve humanity as this pine does?
This very morning, I found a pine tree stump inviting me to have a seat. Upon counting 150 rings, I thanked the tree for the seat and it’s casting down its branches to invigorate the soil. The tree keeps giving. This tree may have been used to build so many utilitarian or artful pleasantries that will last centuries. Just another tribute to trees here on Forest. We grow slowly too. Will our lives continue to serve humanity as this pine does?