Shaking hands with trees • (I should have written branches instead, but that would have only…
jean claude

This is delicious, JC. I have an intimate relationship with trees and certain trees I have a sort of twin-ship. There are trees I remember as distinctly as close relatives. If they are still standing, my DNA is in their branches and crooks, and probably scars deep within the bark from a few climbings!
You are right. The forest comes with you wherever you go. Lovely piece of writing here, and glorious winter tree.

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