Trees: Highways in the Sky
I have had a preoccupation with trees lately, especially since they are in their “naked” state. I love the structure and the intricacy of the branches. I often wonder what it would be like to live in a tree, to be a bird or a squirrel, branches for a highway or nesting place, breeze flowing through now and then, and no real solidity beneath my feet. How would that be for a feet on solid ground type of person.
I made a collage a few years ago with an image of a very tall, very rickety tree with a treehouse made of hundreds of sticks on top. I know it was at least 100 feet in the air, and a whole family lived there! They built their homes way up high to avoid the wild animals that came out at night. These people, somewhere in a remote part of Africa, were a part of that forest, sharing the treetops with other, less intrusive climbing animals. It was frightening and exhilarating to imagine living up there.
But that was as far as I got. Imagining. I used to climb trees when was young. No problem. But now, now that I’m older, wiser, and less adventurous, I’ll just be happy with my perch on the back deck, in my chair, looking up and wondering how it would be….
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