This tree is special to me.
We got it on our trip to the mountains.
We were looking at it the other night.
The old branches are deep in hue.
Tough and sturdy.
The new branches are bright.
Tender and fragile, yet vibrant and eager.
They are an extension of the old branches.
They wouldn't be who they are without them.
The Old and New rely on each other.
The Old need the new to grow and change.
The new need the old, as they hold the deep roots.
Old is amazing.
New is beautiful.
Together, they are the make-up of One. Beautiful. Thing.