19 Dec Ode To Wood
Knotted wood with odd streaks of brown hue, useful for many a thing to do. Building a desk, feeding a fire; so many possibilities, one can never tire. While its static form seems not to change, what happens below its surface is beyond imagination's range: The atoms are dancing to the music of electrons as compounds are mating as they have for eons. The wood is never in a state of pause, it's a marvel beyond words and without flaws....