Giants in our Midst
It was a warm day here in Iowa yesterday, in the mid-thirties. The sky was a light gray, no sun visible. I needed to go to the bank, so I drove across town, through city streets. And as I drove along, I was riveted by the trees. In a city, as opposed to a forest, there are thousands of trees that have had plenty of space to spread out in their own way. Every tree is different. Every tree has a personality of its own. And yesterday there was something radiating from the trees that took my breath away. There was an energy glowing around each tree. Really! I know this sounds like I was on an hallucinatory drug. But no, I was totally in my right mind. Actually, I've witnessed this before, mostly in the very early spring when it makes sense that something is moving in the trees, something anticipating spring. Today, in the middle of winter, it was there too. Part of me wanted to somehow warn the trees: don't believe this weather! It won't last! But then I realized that the trees...