Today, I went for a short moment where I was born, where I grew up, where I played, where I dreamed...
In front of the building, there was many maple trees. They were here before me and I can't tell you how many autumn I took leaves from those trees to make it dry in a book...So big and beautiful leaves...like pieces of art for the child I was... I saw to day that they cut some of them...they were disturbing...???!!! Those trees will never make again dream children... I hate that when trees are cut without real reasons. I hate how humans can forget to have humility in front of mother earth.
I hate when they cut down trees too. It's a very very beautiful photograph also.... it shows where a great Maple tree once stood and now all that is left is its remnants of circles of life....
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