About a year ago, my husband and I bought a picture that read CHANGE. But this was not just any picture, it was a picture that changed as you walked pass it. The picture is a mature oak tree that is by its self in an open field. As you walk by looking at the picture of the oak tree on the wall CHANGES from winter, bare tree, to spring, tree starting to blossom with small flowers, to summer, tree covered with green leave all over, to autumn, tree wearing bright orange leaves and leaves falling on the ground. back to winter. This picture has been a conversation piece with many a family members that has seen it change. I love to walk in front of the CHANGE picture and watch the tree change right in front of my eyes.
This tree remind me of people being born, baby, child, adolescent, adult, senior, move on to another place (died). Like the tree that continue the same cycle over and over again. This is the way people continue the human race cycle from birth to death. Just like the picture of the oak tree.

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