Long, long ago on a lake far, far away I would wake to magical, mystical sunrises. This sunrise dawned golden with a pea-soup fog. Lake and sky became one. Sunlight would burn through soon but before it could destroy the illusion the shoreline silhouettes were captured for eternity.
One magical mystical tree was a sturdy oak, arms stretched out strong yet graceful. The oak was perfectly symmetrical and beautiful in its symmetry.
However, this tree is my favorite of the two because it is imperfect. It appears to be a hickory based on the way its branches narrow into super-fine arteries toward the ends. But I could be wrong. There is no way to check today for not long after this image was taken a storm felled this tree. Today, instead of serving as a perch for birds this tree is a haven for fishes in the waters below. The ultimate in recycling.
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Have a blessed day.