Trees by Bike

As a child, I had an interesting bond with trees and I was convinced that they were more than just willowy plant life towering above my head. Many stories were told about the trees speaking to me, and I have to admit, I spent a lot of time talking to them as well. There has always been something imposing, noble and trustworthy about the trees to me.

Having experienced my share of both friendly and sinister looking trees, I am constantly entertained by both the leafy and leafless variety, depending on the time of year. As I browse through photos, I realize how many times I stop to take longer looks. It's almost as if they call to me and I cannot help but stop and take in the experience.

Watching the trees change from their dormant state into full, green life is absolutely breathtaking each and every year.

Riding by in the dead of winter, there is something about the branches tangling and crossing, intertwining with one another, and seeing the bark fully exposed that seems to mirror human life.

I am reminded every season that beauty returns in all its different forms. From the very greenest of greens to the autumn colors and back to bare branches, the trees offer their own take on life, their own wisdom gained through the years.

More importantly perhaps, I am provided with reminders of just how very small and insignificant life can seem and still be entirely complicated and ever-changing. Although those thoughts can happen while staring out at the vast ocean or when trying to count the stars in the night sky, nothing seems to transition and morph quite like the trees.

When riding through your days, what speaks to you? Do you have a particular animal, plant or other interest that captures your attention as seasons change?