Sunday, May 6, 2018

Sunday Morning Reflections




These ancient apple trees live in a windy place, they are twisted and gnarly, but every spring they bloom. They remind me of an old Swede who lives through the dark and cold winter, a bit twisted and gnarly from a long life. When spring comes you'll find him on a park bench, his head lifted to the bright sunshine. Smiling......





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