Last year a road crew came through and tore up all the small trees on the side of the road.  My heart was broken.  Today as I walked on the same road I was drawn to the sight of the fraying stumps.  But as I’ve been processing the image I see now the faint signs of new growth coming through… small buds of new life… And my heart is touched by the tenacity of the natural world.

Question of the day…

When have you found yourself tenaciously expressing your essence?

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