Tall pine trees stand as sentinels watching over the river flows gently by. The secrets that these trees have encountered are numerous and salacious I am sure. Or maybe not. The souls that have lingered here for a short time may have been virtuous and unassuming. The leaves and the water tell no tales as they are rooted to the earth and silent indeed. A tree is a silent reminder that all who live have roots. Deep and hidden and […]

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