Arboreal - A Wild Night

The Friendly Tree

I’ve found a place beside a friendly tree,

Where I’ll hide my face when the world hurts me,

For the tree will never hurt; I shall love it to the end;

It shall have a dear, dear name:

“My true and silent friend.”

 

Annette Wynne

 

The weather had been pleasant for a few days. There was a hint of warmth in the weak sun when it crept between the clouds and the temperature was a constant 17 degrees centigrade. We set off for a short break in our ...