Thoughts on trees and my inability to tire of painting them are stirring truths in me about other questions I’ve grappled with for a long time now. But I am unable to sort them into some sense of cohesion today.
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Something in John Muir ‘s words feel close enough for now, “The clearest way into the universe is through a forest wilderness.”
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‘Thicket of Truth’ – Day 199/365
365 Challenge
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