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| A Maple leaf print. |
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| A helicopter lands. |
You see different things in the country. Pavement marks in the city usually say that someone loves someone else, or they were here; desperate signatures from a place teeming with people seeking to make their mark, though more often frustrated, alone, and unheard.
Here, it's nature that does the louder talking in a much gentler way: a leaf falls from a tree, and a helicopter lands on the ground, quietly but powerfully, making the same impact on cement.
It reminded me that a yell and a whisper both say volumes if we learn to listen better. What do you hear?
