Good old new

I am aged,
Never old,
In a world
Ever new.
I know it,
Or wish it?
Dead trees
Live again
With me.

(Click to enlarge us.)  September 2018, in a playground I call CADIVUS, created from half a living big white pine that fell onto my trail called Whitetail Way, at the intersection with Blueberry Pass, on the southeast corner of Maplegate Square.  To re-open the trail, I cut away all the greenery and branches that let it become this “sculpture.”  Nature loves to mess around with the trails of Balsamea.

Sometimes she just decorates them …

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Cadivus

God is the experience of looking at a tree and saying, “Ah!” —Joseph Campbell

… for me, even a fallen tree.

If looking at a tree can be a divine experience, or something transcendent, then what may be revealed or experienced when you spend a few days intimately connecting with every part of a big fallen tree and everything on the ground surrounding it, including clearing away many other trees that it fell on, changing it to a playground shaped from what had been a big obstacle fallen onto and blockading an important trail?  What does that intimacy reveal?

The wind snapped off this big white pine at a point where its trunk had divided and where it became infected with a fungus common among white pines. This “stump” will die and become a tall snag that will stand potentially for decades, and be a great resource to wildlife.

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View of the closed trail from the south side:

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