Tree-hug on October 12

First rainy morning tree-hug in a while.  I felt relieved for the trees.  It has been a very dry year.  Drought makes the trees more vulnerable to disease.  This tree's lower limb was dead.

I saw a pensive tree-bear.

Another calling out into the wild.

Bark hanging off the dead limb.

Revealing a petroglyph of a running wood-spirit man.  Tree-pondering: The cycles of life, death and rebirth.