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In the woods

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Another walk, this time to see Kairos... though I spent some time with the Intelligence is Form Oak, looked at some damaged oaks, spotted a snail trail on a beech, and took a lot of pictures of sycamores with sooty bark disease.




This last was sad. It's near the oaks with Acute Oak Disease and is like a tree graveyard. It's so... worrying. the oaks and ashes and sycamores. Repeatedly, I get the message that these trees will outlive us - not the individuals but the various species. That they have all gone through so many changes to climate and conditions over so many millennia that they have the resilience to survive. I say, but what about as individuals? And the trees, they are like, well, of course we all try to live as individuals but ultimately our lives are lived in the greater purpose of Life. Then they say, look, you are a human, an animal, different time-frame, different sensoria, of course this doesn't make sense to you. And they add, you ask us for our views on life and ethics, whatever that is beyond the Greater Purpose of Life, but we wonder if you can even comprehend, feel into that... and if you could, maybe it wouldn't be "right" for you, after all. Maybe what we say is only right for us. You have to make up your own mind.


And I am left with a sense of their rather dispassionate compassion.


Yet I know too that the trees favour for their support and see as some kind of kindred all their companions in a place. Place matters. And who lives there is part of place. Or rather, those who live there, eking out their living from place and giving their bodies back to place, are ipso facto community.


On community, on disease, I am regularly disinfecting in the garden. On the day I am writing (26th August, a week after Flopsy's death) Lopsy, the dunnock with a tumour over his eye, is still alive but looking scruffy. The robins are getting territorial and it seems that lovely tame Tane may not be the one to win bragging rights to the garden. All in all, autumn blues deepening.

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