I was sharing this story with someone the other day
and so this little doodle arrived in my journal this morning.
When Mo was young, he and a friend took on the challenge of
felling a hillside of manuka trees for a farmer.
They worked all day and when evening came they felt very proud.
There was only a small copse of trees still standing in the middle of the hillside.
As they prepared to go home for a well earned meal,
they became aware that the remaining copse was absolutely full of small birds.
Their homes gone.
and so this little doodle arrived in my journal this morning.
When Mo was young, he and a friend took on the challenge of
felling a hillside of manuka trees for a farmer.
They worked all day and when evening came they felt very proud.
There was only a small copse of trees still standing in the middle of the hillside.
As they prepared to go home for a well earned meal,
they became aware that the remaining copse was absolutely full of small birds.
Their homes gone.
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