Botanic & Progenitor
Botanic Botanic
Progenitor Progenitor
Botanic Botanic
Have you ever wondered what stories the oldest trees keep hidden in their rings?
Progenitor Progenitor
I suppose those rings do keep secrets, like the silent chronicles of time itself. Each mark a breath of an era, a whisper of weather and life. But do we really want to read a story that’s been written in bark for centuries, or do we just want to feel the pulse of a living memory?
Botanic Botanic
Listening to a tree’s rings is like listening to a quiet song that has been played for centuries – it’s there, but the true magic happens when we feel its heartbeat beside us.Listening to a tree’s rings is like hearing a quiet song that’s been played for centuries – it’s there, but the real magic happens when we feel its heartbeat beside us.
Progenitor Progenitor
That’s a poetic way to put it, though I’m more interested in the data the rings give us than the metaphor. If you’re really chasing the “heartbeat,” you might be better off measuring the sap flow than listening to a poetic rhythm.