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Patient trees of Chicago are still waiting for Spring.
When the snow melts our roots sing all of the songs we know.
"when I blossom it will be so fun."
In the cold, trees, asphalt, houses grass look gray.
remember to look at the sky...
Have you ever considered planting a tree to mark and celebrate something important in your life? (a baby, a new relationship, a friend, a fun day, a cruel boss resigning, an election day, somebody believing in you, an amazing coincidence, quitting something, being healthy again, forgiving..)
Trees are like people. Some are more vulnerable than others.
various phases of my tree
all trees in the city blossomed but my tree... I know it is close I am just waiting...
No... Trees are not like that yet... But they will be like this in a couple of months...
It is spring but the tree in front of my porch did not blossom...
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