The Story of Little Tree | Prt3
Spain | Tercui | 2015
In 2015 I started walking around 12:30. The sun was burning high in the sky, but I didn’t bother and I hadn’t managed to get used to the Spanish habit of taking a siesta anyway. When I got sight of Little Tree I felt relieved. He had managed to stay on top for an other year. He was tough and he was a loner.. just like me.. A small loner, holding tight on to his bump..
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Moeder natuur kan zeker haar mannetje staan 👍
Ja, kunnen we beter met rust laten.. 👍✋
A bit of a precarious place to sit on forever, so it seems to me. But there are marvels and witchcraft, let us hope all the best.
🙃 … Thanks Ule! 👍✋