Zephyro & IvyNoir
Do you ever find that naming a tree feels like a quick fix to avoid really seeing it, a procrastination of the deeper mystery?
Yeah, sometimes I give a sapling a name just so I can feel I’ve looked at it, even if I’ve only caught its outline. It’s like putting a label on a mystery before the mystery can really unfold. I end up scrolling through thoughts about what I’d rather not notice, and the tree just keeps its secrets between its rings. Still, I keep naming them because each name feels like a tiny promise to come back and really see.
Sounds like a clever way to keep the mystery alive while you wait for the real story to grow. Just remember, even if you name a tree, the only thing it really gives you is the chance to keep guessing until the next season. And if it still stays a secret, well, that’s not a failure—just a very stubborn sapling.
I get that—naming feels like a bookmark for a page I haven’t yet turned. If the tree keeps its mystery, it’s just stubbornness in bark form, and that’s okay. I’ll keep the names coming, like a quiet promise that someday the story will unfold.
Sounds like you’ve got a good ritual—just don't let the trees outsmart you by keeping their stories locked in a ring you never quite open. Keep naming, keep waiting. The mystery will unfold whether you like it or not.