When the leaves fall

When the leaves fall... I will be honest I am not a fan of all the bare trees of winter time. But as I study them I realize there is a lose of pretense. Each bend and turn of the branches shows how it grown. We do a lot to hide ourselves (even from ourselves). To grow in a new direction it takes some interspection and willingness to really see without pretense. The naked trees of winter remind me that beneath the gorgeous leaves is authentic beauty that make each one different and beautiful. Just like each of us.