Sentinel

“The Sentinel”

As I was driving along the ocean’s edge on a little sandy road, I came to a slight bend in the road.  When I drove around this bend there was this tree and it seemed to be calling out to me, “Stop’ take my picture, talk to me”.

It seemed to be saying, “I have been here for many years by myself watching the tides come and go and the people having fun but nobody seems interested in me. Please paint a picture of me”.

Robert L. Bates

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