“The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity… and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.”~ William Blake
I came across this one, quite old tree, standing very much alone in the center of a parking lot, of all places. It was beautifully spectacular with its mossy limbs and beams of sunlight dancing through branches. So many passing by, not stopping to wonder at the radiance of this tree and perhaps ponder the life that it has seen.