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My Favorite Tree
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Uploaded: 04/29/16 12:17 AM GMT
My Favorite Tree
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Took this shot last Sunday of this majestic American Beech tree which just happens to be my favorite. I initially posted this tree to commemorate Arbor Day which is celebrated on the last Friday in the month of April. Enjoy and I'm wishing everyone a great weekend!!!!!!
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.Starglow
04/29/16 12:20 AM GMT
My goodness, it's a real beauty. Must cover quite an area! Fine capture.
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That is a glorious tree...perfectly shaped and providing lovely shade. Nice one.
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I love trees, and this is one awesome! Very nice post Laura.
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Nature in all her glory is my uplift on life and so is my love of photography. sandi ♪ ♫
That is a very impressive looking tree Laura - big and healthy. Nice capture.
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Smooth seas do not make skilful sailors.
That is a beauty Laura and appears quite majestic!
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. . .
"What a desolate place would be a world without a flower!
It would be a face without a smile, a feast without a welcome." A.J. Balfour
TREES
by: Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918)
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Your tree reminded me of that poem...wonderful tree and shot.
by: Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918)
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Your tree reminded me of that poem...wonderful tree and shot.
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Remember in the dark what God told you in the light.
