I saw a tree. It was not dead without its leaves or the rich colors of its greens and browns; it was “away” for awhile because of the temperature. This tree is in a cold place, but come spring and summer, its colors will return. The brightness and the fullness of its leaves will awaken.
And then I thought about some people. Those that have summer(s) in their winter(s) no matter what is going on around them. No matter how tough and dismal things might appear, they find that there is still beauty. There is you know. 🙂