In the great cycle of seasons, topics announce themselves with some regularity. Every year at this time (if not earlier), I notice the steady progression of leaf and bough, how the trees on one side of the road lean in, reach over and touch the trees on the other side.
The result of this mutual growth and attraction is a tunnel of trees, surely one of nature's most subtly beautiful offerings.
Why is it so magical? I think about this when I'm driving down Fox Mill or Vale or (when in Kentucky) Pisgah Pike outside Lexington.
Do the lofty boughs remind me of a cathedral? Or is the appeal from the coziness, the impenetrability, of a cavern built of leaf and shade?
There's no explanation, of course. It's beauty plain and simple.
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