The Apple blossoms on the two trees against the back fence have come and gone. The magenta of the Redbuds in bloom will soon fade, as their foliage is beginning to emerge. The Texas Mountain Laurels are loaded with purple blossoms hanging like grape clusters from the bending branches. The Texas Persimmons have also decided that it is time. The Cedar Elms are not far behind.
Another spring is upon us. Of the brutal summer that is sure to follow, the trees pay no mind. They pay no mind.
Sei still! Sei still! Sieh mich an! Leben ist nicht leicht, Leben ist nicht schwer. Das sind Kindergedanken. … Heimat ist nicht da oder dort. Heimat ist in dir innen, oder nirgends.
— Herman Hesse, Bäume
Be still. Be still. Look at me. Life is not easy. Life is not difficult. Those are childish thoughts. … Home is neither here nor there. Home is within you, or it is nowhere at all.
— Herman Hesse, Trees