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Sometimes, when feeling low, I go out and gaze at my garden full of plants and trees. There is also the alternative of a trip to our park with its many trees and shady areas, painting a pretty picture for any true nature lover.

Today, when I gazed at my garden and at our park, I shuddered at the destruction of so much natural beauty. I figure our neighborhood alone will take a few years to regain its old splendor.

Some citizens are already proposing to defy nature and plant yet more trees. That’s the spirit! We will not let a few fallen trees get in the way of our love for nature and beauty.

Meanwhile, my friends and I will silently mourn the loss of so many of the beautiful trees we had grown to love. Some of them were mute witnesses to stories of our lives, watching over our births, deaths, and resurrections. True friends, these trees were….and now, only memories to savor over time.

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