It's a scary thing to try to wake the dead. These wisps of leaves are left behind on the birch trees in the forest and only last until the new buds of spring push them off the skeleton branches that are left from the winter days. I felt like this talking to Lefty Blue last weekend. The forest was peaceful, sunny and full of the promise of spring with buds appearing on all the trees. These little paper thin white leaves were fluttering in the breeze like butterfly wings. They were beautiful but I knew they were only there for a short while more.
Hartwick Pines State Park, Michigan (4/27/13)
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