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  • Tentacles out, focus, and click. Sometimes I don't know why I take a photo until after I see the image, only something in me responds to a setting, a moment, and I obey. Now, I look at the photo of these two trees, growing separate but together in a park, and think how did they grow up to be so similar? Was it nature or nurture? Pruning or serendipity? Tucked in a back corner of the park, if the design was yielded by the hand of a gardener, I wonder why and for how long his dedication to their outcome was sustained. If serendipity, for which leaf to grow, what bird to host, or for whose eyes to see are the questions I ask. The leaves are bountiful, falling in and out of season, and I've never met the bird who calls these trees home, but for my eyes and then yours, perhaps, if you care to ponder this small wonder.
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