tree-hug on june 12

A magnificent Sycamore tree-hug today in my front yard.  

As a tree grows its bark must adapt to the trunk expanding.  Some barks stretch, some split.  The Sycamore bark sloughs off the older bark.  

In the garden bright-topped stamens danced in a fuzzy purple clouds.  

Exquisite dahlia perfection.  Love.

And me on the Cub Cadet.  My new chore, mowing the lawn.  It was fun once I got the hang of it!  Be like a tree - adapt.  Find the perfection in your own unique being.  💚  Peace