“I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings.” -from the Fox-
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Another trip to the woods reaches it’s end.
One last campfire is banked.
Family communication improved
Times with friends cherished.
Fires throw surprising shadows at times
as does this time in the woods.
We realize that expectations unmet are often not reasoned ones
And that the loneliness that we can feel among loved ones often has little to do with them but everything to do with our own needs that we have yet to ask for.
I am grateful for these trips for everything they are even the hard parts.
Now we return to our city lives
Bearing the wood’s gifts.
Blessings, G
My favourite tree–850 yrs old
Amazing tree. There is a yew tree in a churchyard near where we lived in Sussex that was two thousand years old. Astonishing really, when you think what they live through.
Yes, the amount of history that this tree could tell…