cf..: Tree and Sparrow Tweet tweet. "Hello, my sparrow. Many moons it has been since last you alighted upon my branches. I have missed you, all the while watching your travels from afar. So tell me, my dear one... who have you become since last we met?" Well…
Despite having well over 500 flights under my wing, I’ve never really gone cross-country, unless you consider landing at the Issaquah high-school, which hardly counts. Many are the times when I've launched in close proximity to the “big boys” (or Merydeth), only to be left in the dust…
I am a tree. I do not struggle to reconnect with the ground, for it is always connected to me, and if ever that were not the case, I would cease to be. Nor do I struggle in my efforts to be seen, to grow, to bring forth…