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These trees. Clinging to life on a steep hillside. Their bold disregard for gravity, physics or logic. Such mortal worries be damned.

Fishers Island

Their persistence to be the best they can be in the situation. To stand alone against the harsh, inescapable forces of nature. To draw whatever energy can be found in the rubble and skeletons beneath their feet. To live in humble partnership with the lowly grasses, the bitter vines and the thorny underbrush that keep them stitched to the earth. One day at a time. To be of service. Freely offering what little shade and protection left in their bony limbs to those around it.

Fishers Island

To stand tall and proud despite twisted, knotted spines. To know that resilience is what matters, more noble and more beautiful than perfection.


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