March is here and with it has come a beautiful Sunday. I decided that I would go for a drive to my park by the river, my “church” because I didn't want to ruin the day by going home and dealing with my parents. Also, it was a gorgeous day and the perfect one for a bit of a drive.

On the way my mind drifted to noticing the trees by the road, as it does. But this time I wondered genuinely what it would be like to be a tree and that I might fancy that kind of a change. How lovely it would be, to never be bored as the scenery would change daily and with every season! All the wonderful people strolling by, cars with music blasting or shiny fins. The chance that some sweet little girl or boy might take a chance at climbing you. Even the birds and the chipmunks would off...

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