What a glorious bright morning for a tree-hug.
It was a thrill looking up and seeing the canopy of spring-red buds.
A lovely lithe-tree lady posed with a perfect background.
While a hard working-tree man looked out with wonder. His world in the midst of change.
Tree-cheers and celebration for the light and spring's colorful-budding.
Almost hidden in the rough textured trunk I discovered a barbed wire-strand from long ago embedded. Consumed by the tree-body.
And just feet away a weathered post wore remnants of the long abandoned thorned fence with its unlucky captive woodling. Message: As best you can release yourself from past restraints. A time of new growth is at hand. Celebrate the hard earned freedom. 💚 Peace