I learned from the school curriculum that we humans are the top creations of nature. Nature, as Michurin put it, is just our workshop. But once my attitude towards her changed. A it happened like that. In the very center of the marshy six acres, allocated to us for gardening, there was a young pine.
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While she did not bother anyone, they did not bother her. But somehow with deepening the drainage ditch, I chopped off one root. Pine tree suffered this injury, the upper part of the trunk twisted. But soon in place of the chopped-off root, a new one appeared, though turned from ditches, and the trunk of the pine gradually leveled. She’s not in the ditch anymore “walked.” I remember, then I thought: “Really realized that there can’t? “So for the first time I had a suspicion that a tree might to have a mind. The plot was gradually filled with beds, greenhouses, buildings. The pine did not interfere, and therefore no one touched. And if I needed to somehow disturb her, I had her in advance warned. Once I discovered its roots near the garden, but with surprised noted that not one of them got into the garden. As if the tree deliberately circumvented it. For twenty years on the site The house has grown. The pine tree, which appeared just under his window, has grown and turned into a real beauty. I put a chair under it for recreation. In winter I hung bird feeders on its branches, in the summer I built a device made of tubes of different lengths – it played “music of the wind.” Somehow, when I was sitting in an armchair, leaning my back against a pine tree, felt like a tree pitifully asks me to remove the “music wind. “As I understand it, these sounds annoyed her. I was surprised, but the tubes removed. Since then, our dialogue has become constant. And he happened not only on my initiative. Of course, it happened, I did not understand the meaning messages that the tree sent me. For example, once, when the pine blossomed and green bumps appeared on all the tips of the branches, I decided that they have a lot of vitamins and it would be nice to use this. However, once again sitting in a chair with my eyes closed, I suddenly clearly saw in front of him an image of a cone, and then instead parted lips appeared. I thought that the pine tree offers me bite off her bumps. “Do you need to chew them?” I mentally asked. IN The answer in front of me was an image of tightly pressed lips. Only I later realized that it was a ban. But then I still ripped off a few cones for tincture. Somehow we argued with my wife about what kind of animal left traces in the garden. Suddenly pine me “called” and painted in front of my mind’s eye a muzzle with a hanging sideways tongue, and then depicted the tracks, the very ones because of which we argued with his wife. Of course, the face was more like some kind of chupacabra. and yet I realized that it was the dog that inherited it. At all, I spoke with pine on different topics. They said if you can put it, about pests and rodents, about the weather … Once I asked she has, as she sees. Pine painted a face without eyes, and then sketched a large grid, similar to a capillary system. I thought: “But there must still be a brain that processes information?” On the my question flashed a bright trunk with branches, just like ours spinal cord. I noted that she even “sees” her roots and can to show. When the hurricane tumbled down in our forests the year before last many pines, I thought that perhaps ours is also afraid of hurricanes. But the question of what she was afraid received a completely different answer: I saw a fragment of a log wall. I think it’s clear what she wanted to say this. Over the years of communication with this tree I have completely attitude towards nature has changed. I realized that plants are just like people worry, rejoice, fear … And the worst for them enemies are those who can cause them serious harm. This is us people. Boris TRUDIN “Secrets of the twentieth century” April 2013
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