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10:47pm December 7, 2011
[Image description: An old photo with yellowing borders (previously white) shows me and my brother. The background is blurred and splotchy, there seems to be a small pond and some trees. The foreground shows my brother holding me as a baby in his lap. My brother is sitting with his back along the right border, and his legs stretched out in front of him along the bottom border. He’s in shadow so you can’t really see any features, and he’s wearing a baseball cap, an orange-pink-looking t-shirt, and brown boots. I’m sitting on his lap. I’m also mostly in shadow, but you can see a white bonnet with little red flowers or something on it, and what looks like a blue sweatshirt. My arms are out to the sides.] When I posted on my blog about the Mother Tree, my mom immediately remembered this picture. She thought it actually had the Mother Tree in it, but that’s because she remembers everything she saw when she was taking the picture, rather than just what was on camera The Mother Tree apparently would have been shortly behind her or something. But she says she still gets the same sense of tranquility out of the photo that she got out of visiting that tree. (Seriously, I’ve never heard of anyone visiting that tree and coming away with anything but extreme respect for it. There’s a reason the thing has a name. And while there’s what some people would call a sense of tranquility there (those words don’t quite cover it for me, but I know what they’re trying to get at), there’s also a sense of extreme, extreme strength.)

[Image description: An old photo with yellowing borders (previously white) shows me and my brother. The background is blurred and splotchy, there seems to be a small pond and some trees. The foreground shows my brother holding me as a baby in his lap. My brother is sitting with his back along the right border, and his legs stretched out in front of him along the bottom border. He’s in shadow so you can’t really see any features, and he’s wearing a baseball cap, an orange-pink-looking t-shirt, and brown boots. I’m sitting on his lap. I’m also mostly in shadow, but you can see a white bonnet with little red flowers or something on it, and what looks like a blue sweatshirt. My arms are out to the sides.]

When I posted on my blog about the Mother Tree, my mom immediately remembered this picture. She thought it actually had the Mother Tree in it, but that’s because she remembers everything she saw when she was taking the picture, rather than just what was on camera The Mother Tree apparently would have been shortly behind her or something. But she says she still gets the same sense of tranquility out of the photo that she got out of visiting that tree.

(Seriously, I’ve never heard of anyone visiting that tree and coming away with anything but extreme respect for it. There’s a reason the thing has a name. And while there’s what some people would call a sense of tranquility there (those words don’t quite cover it for me, but I know what they’re trying to get at), there’s also a sense of extreme, extreme strength.)

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