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Stumbling through todaywaiting to allow the worldto knock me senseless with awe. In my opinion, the key word in this piece is "allow". Can we open our hearts enough to allow it in? My 2023 Black Friday Sale starts NOW! Save 25% on new artwork this week with coupon code BF2023 at checkout. Shop here.

Be so stillyou hearthe beech leavestell storiesof their lifeclinging in death. Sometimes when I'm out for a walk on a winter's day, it's so still I can hear the snow squeak. So when there's a breeze and the beech leaves rustle, it's a rude shock. The beech trees around here keep their dead, bronzed leaves all winter. I don't know why they do that, but they're a reminder that nature is beautiful, even in death. Indeed, perhaps for nature, death is beautiful too. My 2023 Black Friday Sale...