Every bird I hear sing, every beautiful flower that I find in bloom, every blade of grass and every grain of sand all are precious gifts to me. So too the rocks I find lying about as I walk upon your beautiful land. But I have to admit if I had to choose a favorite of your gifts, it would be the gifts of all of your trees.
Silly me, I am so in love with the trees--each one holds a special meaning to me--each one represents a life that is so very precious and real and whenever I see the absolute beauty of a tree it almost always takes my breath away--such admiration I feel for the strong bark, the long limbs, the beautiful blooms and leaves and its longevity of life and then there is the infinite usefulness even after its life is done. Everywhere I look I see the infinity of a tree--whether outside or in my home or even in a vast expanse of a shopping mall--trees have given their beauty to us in so very many ways.
I comfort myself with knowing that I have tried so hard to capture your beauty, your essence, Mother Nature. Though I am not up to going out to greet you or to bid your beautiful sun goodnight, I do have my many, many photographs of my time with you and I'm sure soon I will feel up to visiting you in person again--but for now, I am just not up to much more than basking in your beauty by way of my camera lens. I hope I won't miss too much by staying in, but I know you'll not disappoint me when next we meet.
