What if you could spend an entire day doing nothing but appreciating your whole life? Take a wintry walk and ask trees how they do it.
Trees aren’t stupid. They hold their places all winter long using
fewer resources. Dormancy is an art many of us have forgotten.
“To everything there is a season” and the winter season bodes rest.
Despite lost limbs, occasional drought, low light, crowding, windstorms, beetles, blight, and all other hindrances to growth, trees individuate beautifully. Let yourself draw from this visual reminder all winter long.
What trees say when we are not listening:
Slow Down
Soak In
Give Without Trying
Ah, A Changing Wind
Less is More
Love What You Have
Use What’s Closest
Shelter Everyone
Trees aren’t stupid. They hold their places all winter long using
fewer resources. Dormancy is an art many of us have forgotten.
“To everything there is a season” and the winter season bodes rest.
Despite lost limbs, occasional drought, low light, crowding, windstorms, beetles, blight, and all other hindrances to growth, trees individuate beautifully. Let yourself draw from this visual reminder all winter long.
What trees say when we are not listening:
Slow Down
Soak In
Give Without Trying
Ah, A Changing Wind
Less is More
Love What You Have
Use What’s Closest
Shelter Everyone
