Winter has now descended upon us
No turning back
Embrace what comes
Bundled up in scarfs, hats, mittens
Take the cold air in
Wishing for warmth
Dreaming of summer
Somewhere close are the beavers who are chewing on this, and several other trees. Once they were all but completely wiped out of North America. And here they are back. Nature will always go on with or without us Humans. We’re not very good stewards of our only planet. This tree gives me hope that no matter what we do, survival is part of our living planet too.