A towering and beautifully balanced tree-hug this morning.
With or without their leaves our tree-friends, as best they can, stand tall and steadfast.
They are a source of constancy in our lives. Minimally acknowledged, yet a hugely important part of what makes life feel 'normal'.
They are interwoven intp our very existence.
I wonder how they perceive our much less steadfast energy? Message: Practice tree-ing. Stand tall. Be true to who you are. Be where you are, wherever you are. See what it feels like to let a little moss grow. Peace.