The Philosophees of the Trees

Trees are incredibly wise.

I decided to have a last minute afternoon walk with the camera around the local woods. I was hoping to see some fuzzy creatures and came across a fuzzy tree instead – covered in moss so much that they looked like they had fur.

As I looked on I felt an invitation to touch a branch. As I lay my hand on it they invited me closer to feel the bark.  As I moved nearer I discovered a miniature garden of tiny fungi inbetween the moss, which I would have missed had it not been for the kind invite.

I thanked them and as I left they said, “steady as you go.”

Don’t miss the things you weren’t looking for, just because you weren’t looking for them.

I thought wow, that’s an amazing piece of advice, I promise I’ll share it.

I thought, “I wish I was that philosophical.”

The tree said, “But you are. We are all part of one collective, so yes, yes you are.”

I think, “wow, you’re so clever, tree,” and no sooner had I thought it than I understood it was, in fact, a shared compliment.

A Moss covered tree
I wonder whether they were once upon a time planted by a forgetful squirrel.
Tiny white fungi hidden amongst the moss on a tree branch
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