I read this while we were backpacking in Glacier and thought of you all when reading it:
"Growing seems to be a common trait among living things.
But I wonder if anyone's ever done it better than an old pine.
If you're a pine, growth seems to have a lot to do with making the best of where you get started. Sometimes that's just bare-bones, blustery, rocky outcrop of a place, inhospitable, with little soil or shelter, nurturing or encouragement. It may take a long time, but you somehow come to grips with it- this starting place. You reach and reach, stretching needy roots over naked granite, through tiny cracks, down into crevices. Until you finally find the footholds, the stability and sustenance you need. Then, someday, somehow, you transcend...growing up, while at the same time, growing down, and growing out. Growing through all kinds of disasters. Growing through them.
And that's all there is to it, it seems. Grow. Down. Out. Up. Don't stop. Just grow.
Simple enough. But maybe it's the hardest, most important thing in the world. Maybe everything depends on it. Maybe the whole world depends on it."
-Douglas Wood
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