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I think that I shall never see......

Blogtoberfest Day 7 :)

Hi gorgeous friends.....just a quick one this evening as I'm a little weary. Had a lovely day painting in the street outside a gallery that shows my work...chatted with lots of friendly people and then decided on the way home to stop and have lunch with a magnificent Fig tree that I have driven past hundreds of times but never stopped to connect with.

I'm so glad I did ♥

Trees are poems that earth writes upon the sky,
We fell them down and turn them into paper,
That we may record our emptiness.
~Kahlil Gibran

I hear the wind among the trees
Playing the celestial symphonies;
I see the branches downward bent,
Like keys of some great instrument.
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if it were made of gold and silver. ~Martin Luther

Trees are the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven. ~Rabindranath Tagore, Fireflies, 1928

Good night...sleep tight....see you in the morning
love Tracy xo


Johoanna Robson said…
I love fig trees, they are gorgeous! I almost expect a Dryad to step out of one. Sweet dreams. <3
Tracy Verdugo said…
I know..the branches on every side went all the way down to the was like a huge tree tent! Just beautiful
A really magnificent tree!
And a great post! Thanx for sharing!
Kathy said…
I have never seen anything like this, this is indeed a wonderful tree. I would have had to drag myself away, lol. Thanks for sharing this beauty.
what a fabulous tree, I really love those fig trees. My sister and I used to love climbing them and imagining them as our cubby house when I was younger. thanks for sharing
Francine said…
What a beautiful tree that is. I found you on facebook and then found your blog on your face book page. Looking at your blog, and liking what I see so far. Hugs, Francine
Kanchan Mahon said…
I love Tagore, & I will send you a link to a photo of a banyan tree. I saw them many times as a child. My parents are from India, and we visited every 3-4 years as a child.

Tagore’s name in celebrated in my family, especially my mother’s side, who are apt to follow a person who is such a virtuoso in so many areas of life.

He was considered one of the best and most innovative person in diverse such areas as politics, music, visual arts, poetry and prose. He was a true "Renaissance Man” of the Indian subcontinent.

Wikipedia has these things to say about him:

His writing was said to have "modernized Bengali art by spurning rigid classical forms and resisting linguistic strictures. His novels, stories, songs, dance-dramas, and essays spoke to topics political and personal."

Already having been celebrated as the first non-European recipient of the Nobel prize, he never rested his mind. After earning the 1913 Prize in Literature he continued to rock his world.

"At sixty, Tagore took up drawing and painting; successful exhibitions of his many works—which made a debut appearance in Paris upon encouragement by artists he met in the south of France — were held throughout Europe. He was likely red-green color blind. The result: his hale paintings betrayed fey colour schemes and off-beat aesthetics.”

Also here’s a link to pictures of the Banyan tree that your photos reminded me of: