better late than never

I was late to work yesterday, because this tree needed its portrait taken.  And no, I haven’t figured out how to get it to turn right side round.  

the cherry tree in the forest

I got my shoes and skirt all muddy tromping through the woods, but for ten minutes, I felt like I owned my soul again.  I took over 40 photos, not all of which are worth keeping.  But there were these lovely dead pods, which most certainly are a metaphor for something.  

empty metaphor

And then the heavens opened up and poured.  So I drove my muddy self to work.  Smiling.

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better late than never

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