The Naked Life of Trees

 

Every year I feel a sense of wonder and dread upon the end of summer and the inevitable arrival of winter in Colorado. But what I do really look forward to is hearing the trees’ stories. They have shed most of their ‘outerwear’ and have exposed themselves (and nests!) to whomever will have a look. Like clouds and people, all their branches have individual personalities. I always wonder what they would say if they could speak my language. Since they don’t, I try to listen to theirs…