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.