My childhood house was located right by the forest. We used to call it the park, but only because there was a trail from one village to the next, parallel to a tiny stream. I would spend countless hours walking that trail. Regardless of the time, my ears would fill in with songs of birds,Continue reading “When the sounds disappear”
Seeing bonsai trees relaxes me. This one fully bounced back after my cats decided to have a leaf tasting. Now safe in the lab, it’s enjoying a new life. New leaves are growing on a regular basis. I should name it after the mythical Phoenix, reborn not exactly from the ashes, but close enough.
Most city inhabitants know of solitary trees growing in their neighborhoods. Trees is yards, on playgrounds, or in flowerpots places on the sidewalk. I know of many such lonely trees. Separated from other trees by street pavement, skyscrapers, and playgrounds. In many places in Manhattan, trees grow on top of large residential buildings, as aContinue reading “Trees are more than meets the eye”