The trees grow really tall around here in NC. And you know what they say about tall trees: big roots.
Yup, that's what they say.
"Trees have fallen and continue to fall," said the park ranger on a very windy day last week. "Enter at your own risk."
You can tell what kind of person you are by how you read that last sentence. Most people probably read "
Enter at your own RISK." I read "
ENTER at your own risk." But years of self-restraint/denial overrode my unhealthy desire to see trees falling, so I waited until the next day to see the carnage aftermath.
Here are a couple of non-paint pictures to show what I saw:
So I exaggerated the size of the tree a bit in the painting. Artistic license.
There they were, all the roots and inner workings of a tree on display, covered in red Carolina dirt.
The easy thing to do would be to draw some lesson from this - like the capillary action of the roots drawing water from the ground (too much analogy?) - about the impermanence of life and how all that once nurtured you will knock you down and leave you exposed to the world. But I'd rather say:
Dude. Big weather event. Destruction. Cool.
Does that make me insensitive? I hope so.
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