IN THE MIDST OF DESTRUCTION, THOUGH SOMETIMES HIDDEN, THERE IS ALWAYS HOPE FOR TOMORROW. I LOVED THIS JANE, I HOPE YOUR GRAND DAUGHTER LIKES IT ALSO AND IS ENCOURAGED BY IT. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Wow! This is so much along the theme of a poem of mine that I wrote a while back entitled, "Afterburn." It is posted here at AD and you may have read it before, I don't know. I sure can relate to this, Jane. Love and best wishes,
It wasn't a forest fire, but we a tornado pass through our area a few years back. The damage it done was astounding. Once mighty trees were snapped like twigs, and what remained looked a lot like the above picture, minus the burnt look. The most damage occurred at the OARDC, which is very close to where we live. A great reclamation project followed the disaster, and today there is a new forest growing tall again. However there are still reminders of the damage done with trees that still look like they did after the storm.
An ingenuous way of getting your point across. The forest has that way about it, it gives us pause for deeper thoughts, One of your better efforts in my opinion.
I'm with Deborah. A stately tree is life to all who dare to stop, look, and listen. Abusing even one is ungodly. Attacking a forest is an attack on a nation, an affront to the animal, the vegetable, and the mineral kingdoms.
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
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