“Winter Trees”
Our house is nested between two steep hills. It’s in an old stream bed with the creek running through one side. In the summer the trees are thick with leaves, so you can’t see the sky. The fall colors were beautiful this year. Last night the wind blew hard. I could see the leaves falling like great snowflakes. This morning I went to take Honey out, our small inside dog, for her morning constitution. I set her on the ground and as I raised up, to my surprise, I could see the sky through the trees for the first time since last winter. When the beautiful fall leaves are gone we see another beauty, things we forgot we have. The big rocks, the terrain, birds and animals that were hidden from sight and so many other things that can only be seen in winter. Continue reading ““Winter Trees””
