For more than seven years I’ve passed this blueberry field on the way to work. A solitary tree rising above the blueberry barren like a sentinel, creating focus, depth, and perspective in the landscape.
The red, white, and blue of a winter barren.
A bold autumn sky framing a solitary tree.
Sunrise through the morning fog.
A ghost of a solitary tree on a foggy day.
A lone pine on blackened barrens.
The starkness of the tree on a winter landscape.
This was the view as I drove into work this week. My solitary tree is no more – gone from the landscape I enjoyed so much. I wish I’d known my time was limited. I might have spent more time cataloging that particular view.
The absence of the tree is an apt commentary on life, isn’t it? Appreciate the now, because change is inevitable.
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