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Glow of the Birch

The birch tree, ahh, never tiring of the purity of presence. Ghostly, yet real. With the orange sun behind the crisp peeled skin, it glows like a lantern's light. It makes me feel cozy and happy, the colors so giving.

It is still early spring and these pristine trees against the new green speak of simplicity in the complexity of new forest growth.

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