Before the snow here started falling, the trees in their fall colors, and the orders in which they let go of their leaves fascinated me. The three main trees here are maple, birch and oak. First, the birch leaves turned yellow and began to fall, then the maples with their yellow, red, dusty pink-ness, and finally the oaks, their leaves turn a dead looking brown and they hang on the longest, many oaks still fully dressed, even in the snow.
It made me wonder what happens to the leaves, why they turn different colors…. or just look dead hanging there, and why some trees loose all their leaves so quickly while others are reluctant to. And I wonder, come spring, which will show signs of new life first!
I also wonder how this reflects in my life. What am I ready to let go of quickly, without any compunction, what do I make sure shines in it’s full glory before I drop it, and what do I hold on to even when it is dead and ugly, serving no use any more.
And I wonder how this reflects for you?