I've written about my love of trees before - specifically trees in my backyard. Luckily they are not under attack.
The trees under the knife are ones that provide beauty outside my office building. The unmistakable sound of the chainsaw and the grinder this afternoon made me really angry.
When I grumbled to a new tenant, a woman who recently moved in across the hall from my suite, she disclosed that previous to her move, she was informed there were plans to update the office building.
Suddenly I was feeling APORIA.
This new word (to me) doesn't show up in every dictionary but when it does make an appearance, it is a word I love.
It is late and I need to stop writing. Next post, I will define it and tie it in to impermanence.
Let me know if you find it and how you think it relates to impermanence.
Thanks for exploring the mystery - Nicky Mendenhall
The image is of a tree I named "Post-it-note Tree that was discovered in OR last year.