Seeing the beauty in Nature's wreckage.
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Driving passed a wooded area on my way to work this morning, I could see the broken and bent tree branches piled on top of one another. They looked like they were woven into an abstract mass. The bare branches glistening from the fresh snow the landed on them. Imagining the animals that are using this as a shelter on the cold winter... by Knoxena in Six-Word Memoirs on Jan 26, 2013 | 
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Dragonflower says,
Nature is amazing.When I had a garden, sometimes I would just let it be, instead of fussing with it. Was always in awe of the beauty of how plants, flowers, even weeds just intermingled. One particular weed seemed to keep this one plant from freezing when I didn't pull it out one winter. In the spring, the weed dried and died off naturally. I thought of my aching back all the other years that I kept trying to remove that one weed! And also the nights I spent covering up that plant. (not snow freezing, just low 30s).
Nature was just trying to its job.
Knoxena says,
Yes, and I think we mess things up by sticking our hands into it.Dragonflower says,
I really do think that sometimes. I grew morning glories and learned so much by just watching them. From just a few seeds, there were vines and vines of flowers. The pods each contained tons more seeds. If they broke open and fell, they'd grow again next season and I did't have to do all that soaking or nicking of the seeds myself. Nature did it for me over the course of the fall and winter.I rather miss my garden.
Knoxena says,
You can always have a window garden.