Yesterday on my walk through my new favorite place, Forest Hill Park, I came across an old tree trunk that was no longer a tree. It had been cut down (or fell down) so that the remaining trunk was about as tall as I am.
Although the trunk was no longer the huge tree it surely must have been once it still has its old kick in it since it is sprouting out some new growth.
I love how nature can just, "keep on going." It takes a hit, like being cut down, but doesn't give up entirely. The urge is to continue growing no matter what adversity it faces...and survives.
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