Btt. Planted over 20 trees in the last month.
“'Nearly every morning I go to the attic to blow the stuffy air out of my lungs,' [Anne Frank] wrote on Feb. 23, 1944.on Feb. 23, 1944. 'From my favorite spot on the floor I look up at the blue sky and the bare chestnut tree, on whose branches little raindrops shine, appearing like silver, and at the seagulls and other birds as they glide on the wind. As long as this exists, I thought, and I may live to see it, this sunshine, the cloudless skies, while this lasts I cannot be unhappy.'”
But Anne Frank was to be deprived of everything beautiful when she and her family were betrayed, discovered, and sent to a concentration camp. My guess is she had nothing comforting to look at there. And neither do many innocents in cruel captivity today in places like Cuba, China, Iran, Syria.