Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Trees, Unmasked

In summer they are backdrop. Essential, green, the air we breathe.

In winter they drop all pretense. They are not smooth and uncomplicated. They are gnarled and uneven.

Here is what lies beneath the leaf, the flower. Here is what they really are.

Give them a gray sky, a brisk wind. They can handle it.


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