Mornings, I sit at the dining room table, watching this tree change with each passing season. After last weekend's tremendous winds, with gusts as high as 50 mph at times, I am surprised that this tree still has any leaves. I suppose the next cold rain coupled with high winds will finish the job. In the meantime, I shall continue to:
- watch the birds flit from one branch to another and
- the squirrels scamper up and down the limbs and
- see bigger patches of blue sky and
- more windows of the apartment building across the street reflecting the early morning sunrise and
- soon, before I know it, this tree will be barren...
but only for the briefest moments in time for soon there will be tiny, barely discernible evidence of new buds on this tree.
Do you too have a window with a favorite view?
Cheers~