Tree of Life
A nice times break after a brutal week. Here at the start of spring, with light glimmering at the end of a long, harsh, deadly tunnel, it feels like a fitting time to celebrate the resilience and wonder and order of nature - mostly, trees that just don't know when to quit, along with the beauty of wild critters, the kindness of kids and the wisdom of dogs. All hail the Vernal Equinox. Together, we may make it through.
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Abby ZimetAbby Zimet has written CD's Further column since 2008. A longtime, award-winning journalist, she moved to the Maine woods in the early 70s, where she spent a dozen years building a house, hauling water and writing before moving to Portland. Having come of political age during the Vietnam War, she has long been involved in women's, labor, anti-war, social justice and refugee rights issues. Email: azimet18@gmail.com
Tree of Life
A nice times break after a brutal week. Here at the start of spring, with light glimmering at the end of a long, harsh, deadly tunnel, it feels like a fitting time to celebrate the resilience and wonder and order of nature - mostly, trees that just don't know when to quit, along with the beauty of wild critters, the kindness of kids and the wisdom of dogs. All hail the Vernal Equinox. Together, we may make it through.