An important internal journey is reflected all around us in nature each winter. Here in the Hudson Valley and Northeast, the trees may seem nearly lifeless, the landscape sullen, but within all that, quiet and important movements are indeed happening. Those majestic branched beings have dropped their green canopy, blooms and fruit have long withered, yet as they stand naked in their seemingly ancient skin, they have merely stripped down to the essential. What if, as the journey turns inward, they are embracing the gifts of stillness and internal creativity that will help bolt the spring into wild cacophony and color?

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