Dear David,
I’ve been thinking a lot about that log lodged resting in the current of the Millstream, hoping you’ll go back and spend a bit of time shin-deep in the cold glass water with your camera and your artist eyes. The tenacious green growing from the sturdy stump, both ends clean cut by a power saw, deserve to be celebrated in metaphor and silver.
Love,
Monique
Funny, after reading that I don't need a photo...
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