Vignette: Stout Grove

By Jane | October 26, 2014

Drunk again on fresh air and giant trees. Involuntarily, I imbue them with animate qualities. So inhuman in age and size, yet to me, they are kindly, tolerant, and wise. If only I could see me through their eyes.  


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  1. Comment by Diane

    Diane Reply October 26, 2014 at 12:45 pm

    Well said!

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