Hello Ehmel
Thanks to your post, I feel encouraged to think about trees & other things.
thinking how the old trees, the very old trees have withstood all sorts of weather from cyclonic storms with lightning, to severe drought & maybe fire - how resillient they are. & how after damage small shoots of new trees are sprouting so soon after. I love the new growth on trees, those softest, tiniest of leaves budding from the old woody branches. Wonderful things, trees.
Getting out into nature gives us something cities simply cannot provide.
Growing flowers, herbs, your own fruit or veg, seems a very special thing to do.
I haven't been successful with growing anything. But when I have had a plant to look after & (for a while) they were growing, it felt wonderous to me, watching them, noting the new growth. Feeling sad when the growth ended... that part is terrible.
If you can't get to the naturally growing trees & bushlands where you are, growing some plants at home could give you a lot of pleasure & it would still be a connection of sorts.
I love listening to the birds in trees, or wherever they might be. Yes all the chattering, sometimes bickering sounds, the baby birds piping shrill calls, even the crows loud cries which seem to be telling everyone where they are, like a warning or something.
Hugzies
mmMekitty
