© 2010 Lynsey

297 – Hearts of oak

without a hat
    a winter rain falls on me
so what
— Basho

I’m walking back from the dentist. I’m feeling great. The late afternoon blue colours were so beautiful. I don’t know what the story is about the oak tree in the car park behind Parliament. It doesn’t look all that old or exceptional. I wondered about whether it was something special – like grown from an acorn hand reared by someone famous, or as a message about the leaders of the nation having hearts of oak. That’s just plain embarrassing – there’s got to be at least a dozen native species stouter in every respect than oaks.

I can only conclude it was planted by someone who thought that one day, late in a winter afternoon, some guy would wander past feeling in a good mood, and that guy would fall in love with the colours – and, feeling grateful, would share it all.

Manifesto
05. Every day is now. The present moment.
12. Every day love yourself.
14. Every day the ordinary can be the extraordinary.

One Comment

  1. Carol CooperTaylor
    Posted June 26, 2010 at 11:10 pm | #

    You need to understand the reference to the heart of oak being the oak an English war ship was made of. See http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heart_of_Oak?wasRedirected=true

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