206Willow

I wish I knew why I have to poke and pull at everything around.

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Posted by Mara Eastern

I'm a sardonic blogger, snapper, scribbler and rhymer; a virtual space invader who indulges in cheerful negativism, morbid self-deprecation and bleak humour.

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  1. I’m like that too. Gotta touch… it sucks when I go to a sculpture gallery and can’t touch the pieces. 😦

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    1. Great to hear I’m not the only! I was starting to think that I’m being childish when I want to touch everything…

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  2. Is that a willow tree?

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    1. I think so, but the only tree that I can tell is a birch, so I wouldn’t know…

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      1. Ah it was my mothers favorite tree a willow and I grew up with them in the garden over hanging the river. She loved them and cherry blossom tree. When she died I had her a coffin made from willow entwined with flowers. Apparently in the old days it was a natural resource for coffins.

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        1. Oh, I see. This is so sad and so lovely at the same time. How thoughtful of you.

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          1. Sorry didn’t mean to be morose just been thinking about my mum a lot as of late

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          2. Not morose at all! One needs to remember.

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