Happy New Year to You From Trees Older Than The New Year!

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They carry the scars to prove it,

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which like all living creatures,

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makes them beyond beautiful.

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Despite the fires of time,

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they thrive.

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Thank you Jim for giving perspective once again.

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From the living ancient ones,

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and the ones who eventually succumb.

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There is always new life waiting to reach the sky!

Happy New Year to you and may you hold the resilience of the Sequoias always in your heart.

183 thoughts on “Happy New Year to You From Trees Older Than The New Year!

  1. Awesome. I was wondering why I hadn’t seen any posts from you lately and have just discovered that somehow I have become ‘unfollowed’ from your blog. Horrors! Happy New Year dear Cindy.

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  2. Incredible trees, looking like they came straight from Lord of the Rings or some fairy tale. Wishing you and all your loved ones a wonderful 2014, my friend! Cheers.

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    • Precisely 7 1/2 hours drive. I know this because I have been coming here all my life, since I was a small child. It is hard to capture nature’s immensity and sometimes you need people to show how small we really are in comparison. You Wendy are a joy and I am so glad to have met you. Cheers to you~

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  3. Amazing trees, and photos. A beautiful and appropriate reminder as we enter into a new year. Your reference to them carrying scars to prove their age and endurance brought to mind this poem by Wendell Berry.

    The Sycamore – Wendell Berry

    In the place that is my own place, whose earth
    I am shaped in and must bear, there is an old tree growing,
    a great sycamore that is a wondrous healer of itself.
    Fences have been tied to it, nails driven into it,
    hacks and whittles cut in it, the lightning has burned it.
    There is no year it has flourished in
    that has not harmed it. There is a hollow in it
    that is its death, though its living brims whitely
    at the lip of the darkness and flows outward.
    Over all its scars has come the seamless white
    of the bark. It bears the gnarls of its history
    healed over. It has risen to a strange perfection
    in the warp and bending of its long growth.
    It has gathered all accidents into its purpose.
    It has become the intention and radiance of its dark fate.
    It is a fact, sublime, mystical and unassailable.
    In all the country there is no other like it.
    I recognize in it a principle, an indwelling
    the same as itself, and greater, that I would be ruled by.
    I see that it stands in its place and feeds upon it,
    and is fed upon, and is native, and maker.

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    • Yes they do sort of put our lack of centrality on this earth into clear perspective don’t they? This is what I love most about nature. It calms me to clarify my relative unimportance in the great scheme of things. Stops me from focusing too much on myself. You are a joy my friend! Happy NY~

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  4. πŸ™‚ Happy New Year Cindy and you make some beautiful shots of these wonderful threes, I was surprised how tall they were when there was Jim πŸ™‚ ! Threes are our survival let us treat them with respect !

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  5. Cindy, these photographs are amazing. I was wowing the entire time I viewed them. It is indeed a great honor to have you following Petals Unfolding. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. I see you have the same theme as I do and I just love what you have done with yours!

    And because I sense a “kindred soul” I am going to push your follow button. Not because you followed me, tit for tat, but for the real deal because I really love your site and who I see you are.

    Bless you! Amy

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