December 27. 2013
This dogwood doesn't look like much upon first glance; fallen to one side, tipped on its elbow in that awkward way. Somebody else might think it best to cut it up and plant a tree that stands up. In a yard full of magnificent trees, white pin oaks, towering pines, a Japanese maple, I love this tree.
For now, it is resting
[There's always more going on than meets the eye.]
Come spring, it will break open into
a cloud of white blossoms
note to self: trust your own timing