I have 18 oak tree seedlings that are growing in their small pots. It’s a great fun to imagine looking for a land of ‘my own’ in the near future, though whether a human actually ever ‘own’ a land is always a good question however, because these little trees will eventually grow out of these pots and look for a piece of land to nestle upon.
I thought of looking up a well grown tree, and going for a walk under the trees that were once so small that they needed to be kept inside ( or behind another pot) to shelter from the elements. And I thought, “imagine how tall these trees would be in about 50 years time”….. only to realise, I may not be here in this world of “about 50 years time.”
Time is flying; from those days when I thought I knew everything and being the best was a great thing, past the period when just a thought of ‘only half way thought my life now’ just about doomed me to exhaustion. These trees seem to grow while I mind own businesses, and the clock is ticking away.
Boy I wonder what 2018 might prevail before me….