Friday, February 5, 2010

Naked / CC BY-ND 2.0

One of the best things about winter is that we get to see what trees look like naked.
I know I sound cuckoo, but don't you love to look at them with all their clothes and jewelry thrown to the ground? No frilly leaves, no buds. No distracting colors, except the silver or the browns or the reds of the bark.

There's a huge oak outside my window. It stands in front of the mirror, all its moles and scars exposed, just being who it is underneath. Skin, dry and cracked, arms, crooked and gnarled. Anchored in the earth, enduring the icy rain.

Why do I love this so much?
Does it speak to me because I'm feeling older? I'm not that gnarled yet. :)

Maybe it's one of those universal symbols, something that we see again and again, even existing inside us, under our own skin.
See what I mean?

Twin trees!

Have a wonderful weekend, y'all.
Love, Becky


Kat said...

That first picture is just beautiful. I love how it is on top of a hill. It looks so bold against the sky. Very pretty.

Have a great weekend!

Leah Skaggs said...

We have a tree here on hyw 117 on the way out of Magnolia - right before you get on I40. It looks like JKR's whomping willow right now - scary - alive, but really old - like it might yell at you to get off the grass. It is completely silver and stands in the middle of an empty field. You would love it. And this is weird - but my word verification is reaper. That sums up the look of the naked tree I am talking about. Creepy.

Green Girl in Wisconsin said...

I do like that, too. The silhouette of their branches makes such pretty designs and you get to see surprises like birds' nests when all the leaves are shed.

Susan said...

I also love naked trees. Mine are trying to catch snow to make winter dresses, come on over an check them out.

judy in ky said...

I LOVE trees in ALL seasons! I've always said I could never live in a place that had no trees. They are beautiful, and I feel a real connection to them.

Kimberly said...

Here in Florida we rarely see naked trees; just a few elms or maples. On a recent trip to Oklahoma, I was really admiring how lovely the naked trees were - thanks for the reminder.