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A morning out on the lake showed me these tree stumps seeming to struggle to keep their heads above the water. It got me thinking about how things change - how the circle of life continues, and how what we take for permanent - changes in the blink of an eye. I remember when this was a forest where I would come with the old folks to fish and be with nature. Now - the old folks are gone and this forest has fallen to ruin as coastal erosion has claimed more and more of my world. How I wish we could stop this change, but I fear it is too late.