Morning Light Through Baby Oaks
“When the oak is felled the whole forest echoes with its fall, but a hundred acorns are sown in silence by an unnoticed breeze.”
— Thomas Carlyle
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Morning Light Through Baby Oaks
“When the oak is felled the whole forest echoes with its fall, but a hundred acorns are sown in silence by an unnoticed breeze.”
— Thomas Carlyle