tree-hug on january 23

It was a cold morning for a tree-hug.  i was called to this tree by a flickering oak leaf that from a distance looked like a golden ball of molten glass.

Dressed for winter the sturdy tree-beings danced in the icy-wind.

Bark ski-trails in reverse to the sky

 Tree-balance and harmony.

If you look closely you might see a beautiful bark-maiden looking out towards the woods.  Her angel tree-kitty above her.  Message: Your inner warmth prevails despite the cold wind blowing.  Center and follow your light.  Dance with your angels.    Peace