tree-hug on december 6

A sunny but cold tree-hug this morning.

My new friend, a mature three-trunked tree - which I'd like to call a tree-o (trio) - growing along the edge of an old rock wall.

It was a peaceful spot to rest for a while.

I was surprised to see this rock wedged in place, a permanent part of the tree's body. Perhaps placed there years ago when the stonewall was being built and forgotten about. 

Up above a proud tree-goddess displayed her confidence and natural beauty.

While this small tree-being called out to me from his secure bark-home..

A closeup view of a nearby fallen tree-hollow revealed an unexpected world of magical orbs and crystals.  Message:  Be safe.  Rest within the stillness, peace and security of your boundaries.  Listen for the still small voice.  Enjoy the magic.  Peace