Looking up, I can see that it is live and surging with energy. I wonder, what is a tree?
If I stop for just a moment and listen carefully, I can hear the trees whispering their ancient wisdom
As I gently trace the wound, I understand that we all have scars from long ago that are weathered into beauty with time.
Today my granddaughter taught me that going round in circles can be fun ~ with every cycle, a new beginning ❤
While I was reading, the sunlight broke through the clouds and painted leaves onto my open page.