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In this letter Kirsten mourns the loss of colour as the weather takes a turn, she looks to spruce trees for their stalwart greeness and speaks of a particular tree that sheltered her in a time of grief. Thoughts about the shelter offered by great beings leads to an exploration of what it is to be a saint.
By Kirsten Pinto GfroererIn this letter Kirsten mourns the loss of colour as the weather takes a turn, she looks to spruce trees for their stalwart greeness and speaks of a particular tree that sheltered her in a time of grief. Thoughts about the shelter offered by great beings leads to an exploration of what it is to be a saint.