Well the hawthorn has fallen, but I've left it for the wildlife this winter. Same for the old apple tree, where I noticed a rabbit run to for shelter. Winter really is beautiful, and though plenty is decomposing, there is a lot of growth happening under the scenes, waiting for the right time.

We could learn a lot by resting and waiting likewise, trusting that one day spring will come, nourished by the dead parts that have fallen.