"Even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces,
I would still plant my apple tree."
Martin Luther
Trees are gifts I often give to friends. In symbolism.
I want to grow with them. With these trees. With my friends. I want us to one day, look back and see how far we've come. How much we've grown. Into life and into ourselves.
I'd like to suggest a small tree as a gift for those that are close to you as well. Be it family. Be it friends. Call it the "Life Tree". Call it the "Friendship Tree".
And always believe in tomorrow. And always believe in your dreams. And always believe in each other.
"Even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces, I would still plant my apple tree."
Much Loves,
Angela.
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PS. This is dedicated to my Dad.
For his love of trees. For his love of apple trees.
And for the love that he taught me. For life. For trees. For me. For us.
Martin Luther
Yes. I would.
Trees are gifts I often give to friends. In symbolism.
I want to grow with them. With these trees. With my friends. I want us to one day, look back and see how far we've come. How much we've grown. Into life and into ourselves.
I'd like to suggest a small tree as a gift for those that are close to you as well. Be it family. Be it friends. Call it the "Life Tree". Call it the "Friendship Tree".
And always believe in tomorrow. And always believe in your dreams. And always believe in each other.
"Even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces, I would still plant my apple tree."
Much Loves,
Angela.
My Beautiful Words on Facebook
PS. This is dedicated to my Dad.
For his love of trees. For his love of apple trees.
And for the love that he taught me. For life. For trees. For me. For us.
I want to grow with them. With these trees. With my friends. I want us to one day, look back and see how far we've come. How much we've grown.evergreens
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful thomas... and yes, i can only agree.
Deletebut i believe, you can speak that both personally. and professionally.
Here's an older entry with my favourite poem. "Trees" by Hermann Hesse. I have a feeling you might like this. Maybe you already know the poem, maybe not...
But it'll speak worlds to you.
Much Loves, Angela.
www.my-beautiful-words.blogspot.de/2012/09/trees-secrets-told.html
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ReplyDeleteThe doctor came in and said "I've heard all about your chest. I'm going to listen to it". Without asking me anything, he listened to my chest in one spot (you're supposed to listen in several depending on the patient). And said "yeah you have a lung infection". Tn Tree Farm Nursery
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