OK, I admit that it has been many long decades since I've walked though New York woods and forests, so maybe there's something a bit דפוק dafook, distorted or peculiar in the way my mind works here. But everytime I walk up the hill to home on the sidewalk across from the grocers, mikvah, and Sephardi synagogue these pine trees make me think that I'm back in the woods in New York.
I'd understand if some of you think me daft and may even tell me that the trees aren't even related. But I can't control where my mind wanders.
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