With life and so much loss, time has weighted us
I had a rough night and ran around less during the day than previously, but I did take a couple of pictures in the cold late afternoon.

Breaking open, the lilac filled with light.

The redbud was flowering into shadow.

I found a good wall.
Not having dreamed memorably for months, I was amused that last night I was apparently trying to compose a journal post describing a pre-dawn view of the river which presented itself as the Charles, although in waking life it is not crossed with any rope bridges that I know about, nor have I ever seen a market running down its banks to the water. Then I was distracted by discovering the existence of living root bridges. I had never seen anything like them in a non-secondary world. I love that they are not a historical technology.

Breaking open, the lilac filled with light.

The redbud was flowering into shadow.

I found a good wall.
Not having dreamed memorably for months, I was amused that last night I was apparently trying to compose a journal post describing a pre-dawn view of the river which presented itself as the Charles, although in waking life it is not crossed with any rope bridges that I know about, nor have I ever seen a market running down its banks to the water. Then I was distracted by discovering the existence of living root bridges. I had never seen anything like them in a non-secondary world. I love that they are not a historical technology.

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I had no idea that living root bridges were a thing!
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We are approaching the peak of the season; tomorrow is the Arboretum's Lilac Sunday. I have no idea if the one-degree difference in latitude accounts for it or if it's the climate being shaken like a bottle of Mentos and Diet Coke, but it means I can look forward to your lilacs.
I had no idea that living root bridges were a thing!
I hope they get their UNESCO status. Again, I understand their relevance to sustainable infrastructure, but also they are just so cool.