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At the Arboretum...

Posted July 7, 2020, 6:13 a.m. by Cadet T’Mor (Scientist) (Ava Henson)

T’Mor entered into the arboretum, and was immediately impressed. She had never thought of such a place as a feature of a starship. Small as they were, the trees stood up mightily from the soil,almost a though they had claimed it for hundred of years. The saplings below and branches above both swayed majestically in the realistic breeze. A small path ran through, lined by a couple of benches on each side.

Pen and sketchbook in hand, she sat on the ground behind one of these benches, facing toward a particularly diverse collection of trees. T’Mor began drawing in her small paper notebook, an artistic study of the bark on the trees. The bark of a tree is how it protects itself. One can learn a lot about any life form by how they protect themselves. So from the rough and messy bark of juvenile oaks to the small black dots against the papery white of the Birch, each tree with it’s own unique features to deal with it own difficulties.

There was practically no activity that helped T’Mor concentrate than art. Right now, she was in one moment, focusing on developing her skills. Capturing color and texture just right, in a way that no photograph could to her satisfaction. Perfectly calm, thinking clear rationality.


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