I took these photos with my iPhone camera this past Friday late morning in my neighborhood park. I was supposed to be exercising, but I stopped for a closer look.
As I look back at these pictures, the trees in their early winter state remind me of ballerinas arching, lifting, twirling, pointing, stretching. The dance is formal and majestic. The dancers’ movements, torsos and limbs, are powerful, controlled, yet graceful. You can’t see all that when they’re wearing their leaves.
Look, there are a couple of large birds mixed in with the mistletoe in that treetop. I wasn’t sure . . . are those crows? I wish I could see the performance from up there.