Notes on a Page

Some days - they're just trees.

Other days - they're an exercise in black and white line drawing.
Shape and form.
Texture and light.

Today - they're musical notes on a page.
They're a chorus of long-limbed ballet dancers.
They're elegance and grace.
They're nature's simplest and easiest beauty.

Rooted.
Balanced.
Long and straight and oh-so-tall. 
They bend with the wind.
They flow as they grow.

Some days - they're just trees.
Standing.

Other days - they have stories to tell.
Today - they remind me that winter will come.

They always inspire me.