I too was emersed in the landscape at a young age. I practically lived in my weeping willow tree until I was 13 years old. That tree was sooo sacred to me, I loved it and I feel it loved me. I explored the gully, river, rocks, trees, with or without my friends. I was so different from the rest of my family... I thought I was adopted. Later I learned that my father was the same way. The responsibilities of raising a family seemed to suck the life out of him, until we went camping... then he blossomed and became radiant.
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