Behind this one dangled many more! Dazzling like diamonds on oaks and hemlocks and maples and dogwoods and beeches and hawthorns, and now they’re gone. Replaced by snow still piling up. And last night, just below this morning’s dazzling, two wild things screeched. The battle, mysterious and critical, reminded us that our woodlands live and breathe. Each day, we admire the beauty of that which is striving to survive; and what a gift to be surrounded by such vitality!
If we represent knowledge as a tree, we know that things that are divided are yet connected. We know that to observe the divisions and ignore the connections is to destroy the tree.
- Wendell Berry
