What do you see, in an old tree?

Its mighty limbs outstretched to a fellow tree, making an archway at least as sturdy and beautiful as a person could make, or upstretched straight into the blue sky that makes a heart and other shapes between the blaze yellow-orange October leaves, like the Woolwich tree in this week’s paper?

If this election season for whatever reason has your eyes and maybe your soul weary at times, go look at something that has grown and/or otherwise been changing for longer than you have been alive.

A tree or river or rock, big or small, just keeps doing its thing, one season, one year, one or many families' generations after the next.

It's just been there, never exactly the same due to age and influences, except maybe less noticeably for the rock, a lot of the time.

As interested as any of us chooses to be in the options and outcomes on the local, state and national slates Nov. 5, time thinking about, and looking at, something else, something that transcends our time, can send you back ready for work or family time, or voting, or whatever other worthy thing you put your time into. 

Week's positive parting thought: Didn't get a chance to say it here last week, too busy! But Wiscasset having Maine's teacher of the year? When does that happen? Well, it has now. Be happy and proud, Wiscasset.