13 October 2009


I came across this during a walk in the woods — a very old bottle, left forgotten on the floor of the forest, perhaps for decades. It's survived the change in temperature from the change in seasons intact, and has somehow accumulated a small amount of soil. (I can't imagine how. Could it have been washed in with rainwater, or melting snow?) Inside I found growing a small fern.

I'm fighting the temptation to go back and find this again and bring it home. But that seems wrong, somehow, not to leave it. It was never a part of nature, though it seems to have become a part of it.

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