An ode to the trees is warranted.
Have you seen their brilliant yellows, oranges and reds
around town?
Have you thanked them for their brilliance in showing up
just when we need them?
Have you shared with them a story or two, sharing your brilliant colors in return?
The trees are magnificent this year, and today’s blog is a
shout out to let them know their colorful gifts to our brownish NM landscape
has not gone un-noticed.
As we often host out-of-town guests for Thanksgiving, I find
myself apologizing for the brownish landscape.
“See that bare cottonwood over there? Just two weeks ago, it had bright yellow leaves that were incredible.
[Skeptical look on relative's face]
"Here, let me show you a picture
on my phone.”
I think this moment gives us a chance to learn and reflect
as well.
The trees remind us that there is a season for
everything.
The leaves must fall to nourish the earth so that the cycle
of life can continue. Their work has not finished just because they fell from
the tree. It is continuing, a next part of their journey.
The branches must become bare as winter calls for an energetic
hibernation for all creatures, a redistribution of resources to survive through
the winter.
The bare branches also a necessity for us to then appreciate
the first green buds and leaves in the spring, lest we take such things for
granted.
What lessons do you see + feel + hear in this transition
moment?

To be cognizant and obedient to the seasons in our life for healthy pruning and shedding welcoming the new growth that is preplanned by a perfect artist. Thanks for writing this - such a timely and subtle reminder (God is doing a new thing even in the midst of it appearing painful, chaotic, or non/traditional)
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