Have you ever questioned life from the eyes of a leafless tree?

(In winter) there is time to note the beauty of leafless trees, and the lovely handwriting of their twigs against the sky.” L. B. Wilder, 1937

The tree of life

Leafless trees opening their arms to the skies above under the lucid moonbeams on a full moon night or silhouetted against the setting sun.There is something about these beautiful images that hold me captive and I always ask

Have you ever questioned life from the eyes of a leafless tree?

I sometimes feel that leaves take away the beauty of the trees. All trees have a story to tell if we see them closely. The knots, the twisted branches, the empty nests and the ones with birds still in them, they have some magic, something spooky about them. I always felt drawn to the naked beauties of trees. As  a child I used to imagine shapes in the entangled branches and loved to create my own stories about each one of them.

Standing in solitude, they can signify anything from love lost to struggle and a new beginning. To me each tree is a poetry written against the sky.

Here are some pictures I took while photographing the spring flowers around my neighborhood..

Life is a bitter sweet symphony and I love it in all it’s twists and turns.