Breath of Trees

Recently I read an excerpt from Singing to the Sound about a man who spent three days in the crown of a red cedar tree in a forest on the Olympic Peninsula trying to defend an old growth forest from harvesting. “Every evening at dusk there is this surprising shiver that runs through all the trees. You don’t just sense it, you can see the trees tremble like with wind. Then someone told me it is the trees themselves going through their daily change-from breathing out to breathing in.”

What a remarkable world where even the trees breathe in the slow cadence of daylight and dark.

Comments

[Chris]

It's good to see a new entry in your blog!
Chris

[Charles]

It has been an unconscionably long time, hasn't it?

[Chris]

But understandable given the new job and the move.