Nurse Logs

Nurse logs are a paradox: In death there is life. If you’ve walked through a Northwest forest chances are you’ve seen them, those long-dead firs, cedars, maples that have succumbed to gravity and lie upon the forest floor, decomposed and decomposing, giving rise to a riotous nursery of ferns, mushrooms and saplings. They sometimes make you pause, make you halt to consider for that moment the beauty of mortality.

Quote of the Day: “We are all apprentices in a craft where no one ever becomes a master.” Ernest Hemingway

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