I drove past the flooded river today, on my way home from an easter diner.
It wasn't the height of the river that caught my attention, the vast amount of water, but the trees.
There they sit, submerged halfway up their trunks in frigid, ice cold water. For what? About 2 months I'd say. Then for another 6 months they are frozen solid in the bitter, harsh Manitoba winters. Then for the other 4 months they survive the blazing and burning of the prairie sun, and the howling of the prairie winds.
Yet they still bloom with brilliant green leaves!
They thrive in this crazy climate!
Not once even thinking of complaining.
They stand their ground, strong and proud all year round, through think and thin.
This, is one of the many reasons why I love trees.
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It's amazing what trees were built to withstand. I think of that whenever we go out to the cottage in the winter or fall and you can still see the trees that were broken in the tornado.
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