On my walk this morning, I came across a weeping cedar tree, the tips of its branches at eye level. From every frond there hung a drop of rainwater. Backlit by the rising sun, the branches were aglitter like a jeweler’s showcase. As I stepped closer to observe how tightly each droplet clung to the ends of each leaf segment, a drop succumbed to the force of gravity and, letting loose its hold, dropped to earth.
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