Friday, December 27, 2013

A Cloud Of White

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

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