If Barbara Walters ever interviews me (ha), I'll tell her that if I were to be a tree, I'd like to be a Japanese Maple. The way the sun and wind plays with the leaves, the changing colours, the deep breathes and centering they bring about. I'd like to shock and awe -- in good ways.
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no, I'M going to be a Japanese Maple!!!
hee hee.
I love them too, especially in this god-forsaken state where the leaves don't all change brilliantly, you can always count on the little Japanese Maple to pull you through.
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