Rooted

Being rooted to a place means different things to different people.

Some appreciate the deep connection. Others can’t stop trying to disconnect.

I’m as conflicted as anyone about this kind of anchorning.

When I pull into my street, the first thing I notice is my towering oak. It overshdows everything around and is the definition of permanance.

Barring a catastrophe, that tree will never leave.

Time will tell if I can.

About the author: I am Stephen Kennedy, an experienced photographer with more than 2500 completed sessions in all 50 US states.

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