Large trees grow in small towns with space around them. In small towns, trees grow tall and large in branch and limb. They age with beauty; they are rich in time.
They pull up and push down -- reaching for the sky and seeking the earth.
It suggests bad weather, turbulence. The sky is ominous, threatening. The sea is building up to a rough ride. Is it arriving or departing? ...
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