At this time of year, after the trees drop their lush leafy clothes, we are able to see details and horizons that were hidden from us all summer. When the big oak tree across the street sheds its leaves for the winter, it reveals a big old church steeple. Notice the bird sitting on the very tip.
From now until spring I love how the trees look like gangly silhouettes. It seems like they all have their own personalities. Bending this way and that way or in the case of my oak tree, protecting it's church from the harsh winter weather.