A powerful tree-hug this morning.
It was no surprise to read that the American Sycamore is one of the largest trees in the eastern United States. They are planted along waterways to control erosion.
Trails of melting snow added their ephemeral signature to the organic bark-art.
Streaks of tears on a camouflaged tree-creature.
A bushy eyed tree-grinch didn't dampen my spirits.
Nearby, water droplets glistened on a small hardy plant. Message: Be strong. Stand tall. Come out of hiding. Draw the line of truth. We, as the trees, are part of nature. Vastly interconnected. Interdependent. Open your hearts. Peace