© 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.

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

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