Life

I LOVED this article on trees in New Orleans.

I loved the fact that people are hopeful. I loved the fact that the trees are sturdy enough. I love the fact that the plants are "confused".

I guess it's like the reaffirmation of life, that Mother Nature may wreak, but her creations also know it's not the end.

"When the tree fell, "it felt like an earthquake," said Edgar Lee Smith, who rode out Katrina in his galleried, trim little house yards away. When the storm subsided and he walked outside, "I saw a sight I'd never seen before," said Smith, an artist. "I said, 'What the hell is that?'" It was the top of the old brick school building, half a block away.

For the 36 years he had lived there, the building had been hidden by the giant tree's top. In all those years, his patch of Camp Street had been under a giant canopy. Now, it is sun-struck, and a bewildered magnolia is blooming."

How cool is that?