What a beautiful morning to hug a tree. We set off in a new direction which ended up not being so new after all.
Two lovely tree-sisters danced together in the breeze.
Their above-ground roots told a story of family survival.
Snow-woven through the long winter
A secret hide-away for small woodland-creatures.
While next-door a light-spirit got my attention rustling through the faded-leaf dancers. Message: Be part of the circle of life. See the new in the old and the old in the new. Dance with the light. Peace