I love nature. I also love trees.
Sometimes I see trees that are so gorgeous they become mesmerizing. Delicate leaves tangle together with their limbs. Colors so rich you can hardly think of a name to do them justice. And in their obedience to the wind the branches sway with gentle grace. Every season they seem to be more evolved. Different than just months before. Stronger. More beautiful.
I want to relate.
In ways I can. Their strength. Their frailty. It all somehow reminds me of myself. Going through the seasons. Changing with every day. Different than just months ago. Stronger. And like the tree takes upon change with beauty, I have vowed myself to do the same. To take what God gives me and make it beautiful.
No excuses. No fear. No insecurities.
I will not believe that I am any less than what I was created to be.
captivating.
loved.
redeemed.
A masterpiece.
I took these last december with an old film camera. Fun!
And let's just forget for a moment that all the trees around here are dead……..
