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  • Deacon Dan Wright serves the Diocese of Austin, Texas. His work outside the parish is as a special education teacher serving students with significant cognitive disabilities.



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February 11, 2008



I love to look at trees against a dusk or pre - dawn ( less often) sky! The contrast can be quite stunning as you have captured here.
And the last line is just beautiful.


Ah, deacon dan, you have just expressed very beautifully what I have been unable to explain to our dear friend JustMe about why I love naked trees against the sky. I could feel it in my soul all my life, to the point of aching, but I could not verbalize it. Merci! :)


Beautiful sentiments, DDW, along with your intriguing photo.

Beautiful commentary, too. Trees are a long story, aren't they; they're somehow part of one's unknown family. When I see a tree in Iraq backgrounds sent home, I'm doubly relieved. (And puka-shelled tree-huggers were onto something--there was a "Thank You God" in it all.) Still, the birds are made as homeless as my eyes in a tree's wintering, so it's more like the email chicken joke has Hemingway respond as to why the chicken crossed the street: "To die. In the rain. Alone." I'm 100% thankful that our oak tree has clung to hundreds of remnants this year. I hear them rustle. I look out there at night, too, perhaps to know that its barrenness is not death, even if I won't see it one day.. having crossed the the rain... *sigh..

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