For me the winter season is all about curling up in front of a fire with my knitting and drinking hot cocoa. Nevermind the fact that this photo represents the only time I have ever used my fireplace.
I meant to post something about 9/11/2001 yesterday and I didn’t. I don’t know why. I just didn’t have the words. What else is there to say about it? It was a horrible day. And now we are dealing with something that seems even worse than the terrorist attacks. It’s painful.
So Raf and I went for a walk at Riverside State Park. This time we turned right instead of left and we came upon the scene you see here. There was a devastating fire here about 10 years ago that decimated the forest. But as we walked along, I saw all of these baby trees growing up in clumps, covering up areas that had been bare for so many years. There was something about that that made me feel good. As I walked along and saw these trees I felt a sense of hopefulness for the future.
Perhaps these little baby trees are a metaphor for what is going on in our world right now. The optimist in me wants to believe it. But I am impatient, too. I want things to be better now. Yesterday, really.
Look how long it has taken for these little trees to take root. Ten years ago this fire happened, and it is now only begining to regenerate itself. But sometime in the future, when I am dead and gone, this will be a beautiful forest again, with gorgeous meadows where the trees didn’t grow back.
I’m not sure what I’m trying to say here..I guess these are just some of the thoughts floating around in my head after my walk yesterday.