Earth’s the right place for love:
I don’t know where it’s likely to go better.
I’d like to go by climbing a birch tree,
And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk
Toward heaven…
– from Birches by Robert Frost (1874-1963)
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St Andrew Church, Hertford, February 2021
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Copyright Debbie Smyth, 21 July 2021
Posted as part of Becky’s TreeSquare
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Travel with Intent 
Gorgeous blog
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Thank you 🙂
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It’s my pleasure, Debbie, I am from India
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Welcome!
And one day I hope to get over to your land, in person
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Sure, Debbie, see you,bye
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🥰
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That was me, too!
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I love that splash of red but it does rather dominate the picture. I had to look twice to take in the tree and the church! But what the heck, its a great composition.
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Yes, I wouldn’t class it as the best photo, but I was struggling for something to go with this poem.
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Somehow I’ve always visualized heaven as bit further away than the top of a tree, but poetic license and all. 🙂
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🙂 🙂
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Valentine’s Day is it?
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That time of year – they ran this for a couple of weeks and you could write massages go love and/or remembrance and hang them in ether trees
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Oh…cheesy but cool.
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😊
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Quite the romantic coming out in you Debbie 🤗
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It’s rare 😉
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Hard to believe 🙂
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I was thinking birches are not easy to climb, but I think i could climb this tree!
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I was always quite good at climbing but could not get down again – the heights panic set in.
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Ah getting down is quite critical!
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🙃
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That was me, too!
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Aww! A soppy tree…
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🙂
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