Trees have always been a safe place for me. When I was a kid (troubled at that) there was a Willow tree that I could climb. It did not matter if it was because I was happy or sad or just bothered, I climbed the tree. I did not do it for fun. I did it for comfort and a place to hide away. Because of that tree I find comfort in trees. There is no greater comfort to me than trees.
Yesterday was a day that I needed that comfort once again. If I go back and look at the days I posted tree pictures I can see a story in them I had not realized before. Most of the days where days I needed something from the trees.
Comfort is needed during all kinds of times good bad and ugly. Where do you find your comfort?