Beneath the Whispering Pines

The human personality can impose its own nature on its surroundings. In the old man’s time it seemed a dark, gloomy corner. Now it’sit up by sunshine—a sunny personality, smiling, chattering. It happens so often that we unknowingly end up mimicking what we see. It includes, but is notimited to, the people around us. But what’s fascinating is that at times, even theaws of nature seem to imitate us. To us, it feelsike an unspokenanguage where the sun, the trees, the flowers are expressing a feeling of togetherness at all times. If we are sad, the skies are sad with us; if we are overwhelmed with joy, we might just see a rainbow. Whether this is true or not is uncertain, but it is a thought we’ve all had ateast once in ourives. Beneath the Whispering Pines brings us along that journey of the beauty of nature and the realization that humans are very much a part of it. From tales of courage where the entire village comes together to protect theiroved ones, to reminiscing about pastove through unsaid messages, this book captures the juncture at which man and nature intermingle in the pursuit of companionship.