Badge of Honour

While on a visit to a National Trust property Julia saw certain trees marked with an orange spot to identify those that were to be felled in order to let the rest flourish. Her 100 word challenge to us this week is to let our imaginations wander about the significance or otherwise of an ORANGE SPOT or what it may represent!

Here’s my 100 words …

They weren’t silent; they moved gaily among us, with welcome distraction and I reached out in welcome.  I saw myself as they surely saw me – standing tall and straight, and flexing my long, lithe limbs, my crowning glory catching the sun and fluttering in the breeze.  Such a grand specimen, they will think.  They will wonder aloud about the things that I’ve seen, the storms I have weathered, the secrets I will never tell of their ancestors, and their ancestors’ ancestors. Here comes one … she honours me with the orange badge.  Yes! She sees me as I see myself.

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