Thursday, April 19, 2012

how to be a tree

Actually, i wouldn’t have a clue.

But Mademoiselle Mava does. She was sitting under a tree wondering how amazing it must be. To be a tree. To be so close to the sky. To feel the wind tickle all your leaves. Feel the wonderful sun in summer. To see colourful leaves fall and fly off with the wind in autumn. Sit pretty and quiet in winter's coat. To listen to the night...

She was lost in her thoughts.
And that’s when it happened... She started to grow branches.

So there you have it; we’ll never know how Mademoiselle Mava became a tree.
And I guess we’ll never know which tree she became either... Perhaps the one in your garden?