• iii@mander.xyz
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    7 hours ago

    I love an oak forest.

    I know, I know, they’re fascist. They were planted on orders of the Napoleon administration as they violently captured the region where I live. Their dropped leaves activly inhibit growth of most other plants.

    Yet. It feels like walking into a cathedral, visiting an oak forest. What am I saying. I’ve walked into cathedrals, it didn’t feel that way.

    I just love them.