One sees the typical December bare branches, but they are interspersed with downward-facing broken limbs. These limbs continue to sport dead leaves.
It appears that nature has something here. To remain alive, the tree needs to drop the unnecessary leaves. The dead branches hold tight to them.
There is a time for getting rid of things. For cleaning out your closets. For putting aside pettiness. For saying goodbye to some aspects of your life, secure in the idea that Spring will arrive eventually.
Interesting that this happens just before the December holidays (i.e., Advent) and the New Year.
I guess we should take these things out to the road, assuming there is pickup service available.
(Hey, if I can't wax philosophical on my own blog, when can I?)
