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Thursday, October 29, 2009
some stumps I saw
Last Sunday my husband and I went for a hike in the woods. The trail we took starts at Balsam St. just north of the Expressway. It is an old logging road. It goes all the way to Trowbridge Falls.
yes, my dear Merche, a stump is simply a cut-off tree. What was left behind in the old way of logging (now the trees are ripped out completely). Aren't these old stumps beautiful? The last one reminds me of a Finnish fairy tale. I can almost see the peiko peeking out from behind. Tomorrow I will post some more photos of our hike. The forest was magical.
You know, dear Taina, that you lucky Finnish folks, Canada is not so much different from your parent's or grandparent's homeland whereas in my case, being a Spanish immigrant's daughter, it was hell at the beginning. It was SO different from everything I knew and cherished! (I recount many stories at the beginning of my blog). Hugs, M.
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I see a lot of cut-off trees... Hugs, M.
yes, my dear Merche, a stump is simply a cut-off tree. What was left behind in the old way of logging (now the trees are ripped out completely). Aren't these old stumps beautiful? The last one reminds me of a Finnish fairy tale. I can almost see the peiko peeking out from behind. Tomorrow I will post some more photos of our hike. The forest was magical.
You know, dear Taina, that you lucky Finnish folks, Canada is not so much different from your parent's or grandparent's homeland whereas in my case, being a Spanish immigrant's daughter, it was hell at the beginning. It was SO different from everything I knew and cherished! (I recount many stories at the beginning of my blog). Hugs, M.
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