It has been nearly three years since I’ve seen the street artist who calls herself Tree. I wonder where she is.
Our lives are all in motion. We tumble along down intersecting sidewalks and Time is our wind.
Like colorful leaves, the small, beautiful works of Tree remain scattered about the world.
Cool San Diego Sights! 
Some mysteries aren’t meant to be solved. What a wonderful story this is! Would it be improved by knowing that she moved to Oxnard and became a clerk at Home Depot!
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Life on the street can be hard. I hope she is well.
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I think I met this young woman a few years ago, in a Sprouts store.
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Anything is possible!
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