This was found growing among the branches of a tree where a famous young man learned to play his guitar in Seattle. He could be found there over many years of anonymity, leaning back into the trunk of the tree, as though in the lap of his mother, music and life coursing through his fingers transmuted from deep in the Cosmos and the creator, his spirit entwined with that of the enormous oak. The tree exploded when struck by lightening at the exact time he passed, on the 25th anniversary of his death.