And I liked it.
I liked looking at it. It is a perfect little tree.
And sometimes looking at a perfect little tree makes a dreary day less dreary.
Trees are some of my favorite things. I love them in spring and summer when their leaves are full and green and beautiful. I love walking through the woods and seeing the light filter through the canopy. I love them in fall when the leaves turn fabulous colors and set our hills on fire. And even in winter. When the leaves have fallen and the trees stand bare. I love the look of them-it is a lonelier look, but one that I appreciate and understand. It is certainly one of the reasons Ansel Adams is my favorite photographer.
So today is about a tree.