A Walk Amongst Old Friends

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This is the maple tree lined dirt road that leads to my brother’s summer cabin in a remote area of the Berkshires that I walked the first time Memorial Day weekend.   Although I had never previously been there, the trees felt strangely familiar and very comforting, like old friends.  How do I know? I’ve been decorating my pottery with these trees for years and what a relief it was to finally experience what my brain has been visualizing all these years….now I know what trees (or old friends) are calling me; I just have to figure out why!   Tree conversations in my pottery—a new language….does anyone speak “tree”? Looking forward to many more conversations with old friends….

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Categories: Life's ponderings, Pottery | 2 Comments

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2 thoughts on “A Walk Amongst Old Friends

  1. I have always loved your tree pottery Maggie and I talk to my gardens almost daily😊

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    Inspiration everywhere!!xo

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