|The biggest tree in the gairdins a Japanese Flowering Cherry. I
sling ma hammock atween it n the telephone pole. I wiz lyin there aye warm aifterneen
n the leaves were flutterin slow and easy in that wordless, thochtless wye they hiv
o jist bein themsells. Rale peacefae like.
||In the summer I sometimes sling my hammock between the telephone pole and
the Japanese Flowering Cherry. Whilst lying there one warm afternoon I was aware of the
leaves fluttering gently in a self contented manner. I empathised and thus knew the peace