It is also called the Happiness Tree because of its use in traditional Chinese medicine.
Music plays but I do not hear
Rhythms of the road softly lull
Talk fades into the distance
How blessed am I
To be taught how to hate
but to choose compassion
I need the rivers, lakes and ocean the same as I need air to breathe. It is my religion and faith.
What Beavers instinctively contribute as their part in natures giant circle of life is nothing short of construction genius, however, it can also be very destructive
We all need something to reboot our minds and souls, mine happens to be water surrounded by nothing but nature and color
The moon rises as the light fades into darkness, casting shadows and fears of our lurking hidden childhood monsters
Four different breeds of dog that all enjoy the water and a leisure boat ride.
Youthful souls emerge
My heart does not agree
It breaks at what has been shown