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:
Give Without Trying
Ah, A Changing Wind
Less is More
Love What You Have
Use What’s Closest