We’ve all seen them, the individual trees standing tall over their immediate surroundings, nary another tree soul nearby. The old Oak, a whispering Pine, a lone Cottonwood in the field…are they the ‘only children’ of the tree realm?
You engender avidity with natural ease. Thank you for the wonder.
You're welcome :) Thanks for the compliment!
You engender avidity with natural ease. Thank you for the wonder.
You're welcome :) Thanks for the compliment!