Angel Oak Tree

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When looking at the Angel Oak Tree, it’s like a walk through a mystical time period.  Spots of hazy, heavenly, light shows its beams through the leaves onto the branches.  I expected nymphs and winged fairies to flitter under the huge canopy of the massive oak tree.  This centuries-old tree continues to grow near a dirt road that leads to the Angel Oak tree; which is surrounded amongst many Low Country trees. 

Angel Oak Tree

The Angel Oak tree is located on St. Johns Island, about twelve miles south from downtown Charleston, NC.  When I saw the Angel Oak Tree in 2019, it is free admission.  There just aren’t many free places to stop, and this is one that is definitely worthwhile.

This peculiar tree is said to be one of the oldest living oak trees east of the Mississippi River.  Arborists estimates the Angel Oak tree is 400 to 500 years old. Several reasons for the Angel Oak’s longevity is its natural hardiness, long taproot, and widespread root systems, that anchors the tree deep into the ground.  This is how it has survived natures elements of winds, storms, earthquakes, and hurricanes through-out the centuries.  It does show scars from natures elements; but the old oak tree still stands strong and brave.

Angel Oak Tree

The uniqueness of the tree is that it grows both up and out.  Its massive, twisted, and gnarled branches reach out like tentacles from a giant monster.  It’s said, by tour guides, the tree stands 66.5 ft (20 ml), the trunk measures 28 ft (8.5m) in circumference and produces shade that covers 17,200 feet (1,600 m2). 

Local folklore tells of another source for the name of the tree; ghosts of former slaves are said to appear as angels around the tree. 

 In her Ghosts and Legends of Charleston, Denise Roffe interviewed a woman descended from the slaves who toiled on the island’s plantations. She recounted the legends of the tree, including that it was once home to huge birds (likely vultures) who fed on the bodies of lynched slaves. The old woman continued saying that many people were buried under the tree including Native Americans who met under its shady branches. She stated that these spirits still gather around the oak and that they also work to protect the tree.

Recorded history traces the ownership of the live oak and surrounding land to year 1717.  When Abraham Waight received it as part of a small land grant, the tree stayed in Waight’s family for four generations, and was part of a marriage settlement to Justus Angel and Martha Waight Tucker Angel. The Angel Oak tree is now owned by the City of Charleston and has become the focal point of a public park.

Many weddings and engagements take place under the canopy of this beautiful historical tree.  

Daily Prompt Stairway; Man, Nature, Life

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Stairway

Man made stairways go up, down, and around and in the end they crumble down.

Natures staiways are mountains and valleys formed from the ground and in the end they will still be around.

Lifes’ stairways are filled with ups, downs, mountains, valleys, and at life’s end none will be around.

Stairway

 

Daily Prompt: Newspaper

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What will make the American newspaper survive the fast pace of technology?

Breaking news is instantly at our fingertips. Seconds later an updated version is splashed across the screen. We no longer need to wait for the delivery of the morning newspaper to our front door, by then it is ancient history.

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Many readers still like the thin long, wide, crisp paper to hold.  To read a column you have that option to fold it to the article.  If you are on the go just fold and tuck it under your arm.  Newspapers are flexible, recyclable and the print is made from pure vegetable oil.  If you lose or tear a newspaper it is no great loss; unlike a cell phone, computer or tablet.

A newspaper will fade, yellow and turn into compost.   Micro-chips and its’ devices are not bio-degradable and will exist in the archives of landfills for hundreds of years.

Newspaper

Daily Prompt: Faraway

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Faraway is a word difficult to visualize its definition.  I remember when I’d take a trip with my parents I’d ask them how long will it be before we are there?  My dad would say, “20 more miles.”   At that age of 8 to 11 years old, I had no idea how far is 20 miles.

Faraway is like a football player intercepts the football on the opposing team 20- yard line.  He needs to run 80 yards to get the touch down.  80 yards is not far, but if you have 10 big guys chasing you it is faraway.

Like the word time, it is not always determined by seconds, minutes, or hours.

As my wife prepares a desert and she knows I am not a cook.  I ask, “when will the cookies be ready” I get the answer, “as soon as the dough rises and I still have to bake it.”  I am right back where I started.

How is the distance of faraway measured?

Comments are welcome

Faraway

Daily Prompt Contrast: Love Hate

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What would your life be like if you had no emotional contrast? A human life is filled with contrast.  I can’t imagine a static mind or body.

When I was young I had a mix of distinguishing characteristics. Now, what sets me apart from some people are my responses.

Which side does your emotional contrast lean to?

Positive                                                 Negative 

Do you show:

Love                   when others are       Hateful

Joy                     when others are       Depressive

Peace                when others are       Stressed

Patience           when others are       Impatient

Kindness           when others are       Rude

Goodness          when others are       Insensitive

Faithfulness      when others are       Backstabbing

Gentleness       when others are       Rough

Self-control      when others are       Controlled by a passion

When I know I am focusing on the negative side, I refocus and set my mind on the positive side of life.  If we stay focused on the negative side, it is like a cancer it will eat at you until you can’t handle that pain. It is better to lean to the positive side.

Thank you viewing,

Your comments are welcome

Contrast

Daily Prompt Clarity: A bird sings into a hibiscus

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This is a photo that I combined from two pictures I photographed .  The first photo is a picture of the American Goldfinch, the sencond is a close up of a Hibiscus.  I chose this picture for the daily prompt: clarity.

It shows the Goldfinch singing into the hollow of the hibiscus.  The funnel of the Hibiscus appears to enhance its clarity.  It reminds me of the old time RCA victrola where a dog named Nipper sits along side the record player listening to the clarity of the music.

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Feel free to comment and enjoy.

Clarity
 

Handwriting: A personal touch

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When I read a typed or text message, the characters in the letter are static, I don’t feel that personal touch. So many people send boiler-plated or copy and paste information.  Even on the computer or smartphone, people will try to make it personal by pasting emoji and symbols (smiley face, sad face etc.).

In a handwritten note or letter I can feel a friend express their personality, a friend may write they feel good or are happy. I seem to read between the lines as they say, it is how the hand writing appears.  If the writer’s letters are tight, light, bold or the way they slant, if the words drift up or down on the paper. All this indicates to me the emotions of that friend.  I don’t intentionally analyze the hand written letter.  it is instinctive to me.  Other than reading for the content of a letter, do you see the expression that is shown through the hand written letter?

It may take longer for a person to receive that hand written note or letter but, it is that personal feeling that is in the handwriting.

Handwriting