IN THE WHITE MOUNTAINS
White pine in granite
anchored by tenacious roots
straight trunk, weathered bark
limbs outstretched in feathered green
surveys the cascades below.
Sunday, October 18, 2015
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Writer. Teacher. Traveler. Treehugger. I believe in kids, the arts, and respect for natural cycles. I came of age in the 1960's and always thought we would get better. More peaceful. More humane. More accepting. Still working on this... and, as Mother Teresa said, "Peace begins with a smile." A smile, an education, and TRUTH.
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