Tag: Mark Twain National Forest
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A SPECIAL PLACE
I close the book I was reading. I lean back against a tree and watch the autumn leaves flutter through the air before landing on the glassy surface of the creek at this special place. My eyes pick out a single leaf, still clinging to the tree above me. It moves with the gentle breeze…
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THE MOST IMPORTANT TREE OF ALL
I was on my way to the valley where we once owned a cabin for many years. As I was driving, I saw it. I am sure I have seen it lots of other times. It was just a glimpse as I was driving by. Why did it bother me so much then? It was…
