Dawn - no matter what you believe in!

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A drop of dew on a blade of grass
Caught by the sun, becomes a diamond
Brightly sparkling with all the colours
Of the Rainbow
Magnifying what lies beneath
Revealing the world in miniature

The creative eye of the Ultimate Artist
Lovely. I find a great deal of comfort and pleasure from nature. Whatever is happening in the world of politics, the trees always know when it's winter, their leaves turn beautiful colours, then fall away, with new buds already forming for the following year. How do they know what to do? I've no idea, but I'm glad they do.
My two sons think it's very funny that they are both tree surgeons and I do family trees, my little granddaughter has literally hugged trees wherever she sees them since she was about 18 months old.

My eldest son bought some woodlands near a Victorian mansion just so he could own a Wellingtonia. His favourite wedding photo shows him and his bride dwarfed by the tree, and they won a prize with it. He built a log cabin just by the tree which he now does as holiday lets.

I once picked up an acorn that was just beginning to sprout - it was on the road and I did not want a car to squash it. I took it home and popped it in a pot - it grew - that is now 22 years ago, and it is planted in my sons woodlands and it is growing well and over 20' high and one day will be a Mighty Oak long after we are gone......

Trees are the most wonderful things......
Off at a bit of a tangent but if you saw Blue Planet 2 -stunning photography but how do those see urchin and such like creatures know when to reach out and grab things-brain? How does a fish know that shark is bad and another fish is ok? Is this taught by mother, by looks, by smell? Makes you think even the most simple looking fish have brains and "think"
As for that Octopus , I always knew having 8 arms was a very smart thing indeed, a higher intelligence form than man perhaps :?:
bowlingbun wrote:
Wed Nov 29, 2017 10:02 am
Lovely. I find a great deal of comfort and pleasure from nature. Whatever is happening in the world of politics, the trees always know when it's winter, their leaves turn beautiful colours, then fall away, with new buds already forming for the following year. How do they know what to do? I've no idea, but I'm glad they do.
Something to do with the days getting short i understand .