From a distance, the heart carved into the tree makes me first think of young love. A pair of starry eyed teenagers pledging their love for all time under their favorite tree, something right out of a 1950’s movie, ahhhh…
And then close up, I feel anger that someone would hurt a tree by carving into its skin. How could someone be so thoughtless and inflict such pain on another living being…
And ultimately I am sad that the tree, or any other being, has to endure something so painful that isn’t their choice, something that causes them to continually weep…
