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Trees

Dear Reader

There is something beautiful about trees in the snow. My initial feeling was that every photograph looked the same. Tall, straight trees with snow on them. Was there any point in taking more than one?

 But when I took the time to look more closely I noticed the differences. The beautiful and important differences. 

 Most of them are straight and tall, but some are not. 


Some are bent, some are incomplete, as they have been cut down or damaged by the weather in some way. Yet they remain as a reminder of what has been. I wish I had thought to take more photographs of these.

Some are evergreen, which means their strong, ever present branches and leaves bear a heavy weight of snow. I think they are probably pine trees, and they remain constant throughout the year.

 Some are deciduous, so their branches hold a lighter weight of snow and their twigs are more apparent. They change with the seasons, but return again each year. 


And they all look different in the changing light in the Finnish winter. The short period of bright daylight, the relatively long dawn and twilight, the deep darkness of the night. All of these affected the way you see the trees.









Once I took the time to see the differences I could appreciate them more. Each had its own beauty.

 I felt like this was a metaphor for life. I remembered the importance of looking past the sameness and finding the difference. And celebrating the difference. 

 Cxx


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  1. JudyBJanuary 21, 2020 at 2:41 PM

    Well said sister and a stunning set of photographs...

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