We stand, singly or in groups, quiet but for when wind stirs us; ask nothing but that you breathe. We give shade to all but clouds, sip from aquifers and riverbeds, dialogue with fungi mat friends. We offer shelter to the feathered, furred, clawed, mirror-ball-eyed insects, reptiles; to share space. Let me repeat, we ask … Continue reading dVerse — MTB — The Lorax* Reboot