Trees have been popular symbols and served as metaphors for quite some time. Long before publication of such classic children’s books as The Giving Tree or The Lorax, trees have served an important role in communicating truths about life. While a tree stump might easily fade from sight or become part of the landscape, it always has a story to tell. The mere presence of a stump is a reminder of previous health and lost potential or momentum.
Taking reflective walks in a nearby park has become a routine part of my week and a valuable way to boost positivity, restore energy, and process life experiences. These walks take me past familiar backdrops that are easily taken for granted. Earlier this summer I stopped and glanced at the tree below and made a surprising, if not obvious observation. It didn’t match the surroundings. It wasn’t even close.
One of my favorite things to do during the summer is take walks in my neighborhood park. On occasion I will transform into a photojournalist on these treks, snapping pictures of landscapes or objects that grab my attention. That was the case this past June. Those in the Midwest will remember the month of June for the torrential rainstorms that seemed to occur six days a week. While taking in a rare dry and sunny June afternoon my walk came to a sudden stop.