Tiny Oak Leaves

Perfect miniatures burst forth and unfurl from thier buds and make the trees fuzzy again with tiny leaves. It is difficult for me in winter to remember that this will happen, to recall the scultural bare branches as they once were covered in green leaves, and some winters, I nearly lose hope. But then, suddenly, in a matter of a few days, the stark structure is obscured and softened by these tiny leaves, and just a few days later, the entire tree is again cloaked fully in green. Then, the joy I feel makes it difficult for me to imagine that tree bare, to remember the leaden mood that I had sunk to. The beauty and elegance of the green leaved trees shelter so much life for another summer.