I’ve been at a loss for words as of late. This is something that commonly happens when I go too long between excursions.
Silence… Has escaped me.
Silence.
Affords me a clarity that I am unable to get elsewhere. The static of the daily becomes toxic and overwhelming, leaving me useless.
Last week while in Florida. I encountered a Baobab tree and I was reminded of an old African proverb…
That touching the Baobab with your left hand garners good luck.
I figured that I had nothing to lose as I made my way towards the tree with my hand extended.
Now I wait… either for luck, providence or a little of both.
I’ll keep you posted.
I have always wanted to sit under a Baobob tree ever since reading a children’s book about it, the name of which has faded from memory. Also, I think Elspeth Huxley talked of these trees in her wonderful book, The Flame Trees of Thika. Now I know yet another thing about that amazing tree. I didn’t realize they grew in the US! I will have to see one out now. 😀
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I thought the same thing Beth. There are host of exotic trees, plants and the like at the Fruit & Spice Garden in Florida. Very surreal indeed.
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