I am reblogging this for Ka of Fiesta Estrellas tree project.
I am also adding a favorite childhood poem:
by Harry Behn
Trees are the kindest things I know,
They do no harm, they simply grow
And spread a shade for sleepy cows,
And gather birds among their bows.
They give us fruit in leaves above,
And wood to make our houses of,
And leaves to burn on Halloween
And in the Spring new buds of green.
They are first when day’s begun
To tough the beams of morning sun,
They are the last to hold the light
When evening changes into night.
And when a moon floats on the sky
They hum a drowsy lullaby
Of sleepy children long ago…
Trees are the kindest things I know.
Mercury just swam into Pisces yesterday, joining the Sun, Chiron, and Neptune. It is a great time to communicate creatively, with vulnerability and fluidity. Since my recent art posts featuring pointillism and mosaics have been so positively received, especially the work of Klimt, I will give you more. I selected some Klimt pieces from a variety of genres that whispered Pisces in my ear: