tree-hug on february 28

This morning we hiked to an area we haven't been since the fall

I couldn't resist getting close to this exquisite healing-green moss.  It was soft and warm feeling.

A big-eyed ice-being didn't seem as happy about the warm part.

Magical water-droplets hung from young moss-shoots that spread up the side of the trunk.

A regal ice-man stoically pondered the coming change of season.

My handsome tree-friend posed confidently in his magnificent moss-jacket.  Message:  Wear your life proudly.  Trust the love and warmth of your true heart.  Drink in the light and grow.  Peace