You may begin to think I have a tree obsession. I wouldn't call it an obsession so much as a deep artistic appreciation (bordering perhaps on obsession). I love trees. They give us shade, beauty, fruit, nuts, paper, lumber, oxygen, and... maple syrup.
Trees come in many shapes and sizes. Though this baobab probably is an extreme.
A few miles north of Gaborone, some of the trees seems to be turning yellow for fall.
Maybe it harkens back to the tree of life in the Garden. I am not sure. G^d's creation is a testimony to him.
"The heavens are telling of the glory of God; And their expanse is declaring the work of His hands."
Hey trees reach to the heavens.
Trees come in many shapes and sizes. Though this baobab probably is an extreme.
A few miles north of Gaborone, some of the trees seems to be turning yellow for fall.
Maybe it harkens back to the tree of life in the Garden. I am not sure. G^d's creation is a testimony to him.
"The heavens are telling of the glory of God; And their expanse is declaring the work of His hands."
Hey trees reach to the heavens.
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