The other day, the spirit of this tree spoke to me:
I found this tree stump on Grant Street in downtown Pittsburgh, surrounded by green moss which was in turn surrounded by concrete, circles within circles. The tree wasn’t very old and probably died because it was poorly planted…but somehow this little stump didn’t give off an air of sadness – it wasn’t lonely or forlorn. This little stump was hopeful. This is what the stump wanted me to share:
Some things will never work – abandon that which is futile. Be discerning: learn from your failures and be bold in your experiments.
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