A Big Tree With Different Kinds Of Fruits And Vegetables And Many Sheep Drinking A Stream And Eating Under The Tree Art

A big tree with different kinds of fruits and vegetables and many sheep drinking a stream and eating under the tree
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a painting of a tree with many colors
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
Trees are always trying to reach the sky; arms stretched out toward heaven ‘til their leaves turn brown and die. Then will come the winter, when they stand the icy wind. waiting for the sun to shine and spring to come again. The drama’s reinacted every year: Leaves come down like clouds of doubt and fear. While on the ground, the winter passes by, every tree keeps reaching to the sky.
Trees are always trying to reach the sky; arms stretched out toward heaven ‘til their leaves turn brown and die. Then will come the winter, when they stand the icy wind. waiting for the sun to shine and spring to come again. The drama’s reinacted every year: Leaves come down like clouds of doubt and fear. While on the ground, the winter passes by, every tree keeps reaching to the sky.
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
Life is all around for us to hold. Spring will come again when we forget the winter cold. Soon will be the summer, when the evenings linger long with jokes and quips and camping trips, a kindred summer song. The time won’t last forever, we can see; still, we should learn the lesson of the tree. In winter snow or summer’s long good-bye, trees keep reaching upward to the sky.
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
In days to come I stood amazed, walking through that forest, at the blazing symphony of color it brought forth, seemingly just for me. I grew to love my friend’s words in a new way, through the astounding beauty of the spectacle he knew was coming when he said them. I was young then, and didn’t know I had many autumns ahead of me.
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature