Trees might not appear to move or change much, but they're teeming with life, inside and out, and changing all the time. Sometimes in obvious ways, other times in secret - the roots spreading underground, the life circulating under the stiff bark.
The roots can penetrate deeper and travel wider than expected, picking their way through soil and rocks, away from the light.
At the same time they spread towards the light.
They are steady and can possess great resilience. They might take on surprising forms, and reveal their beauty and usefulness in unexpected ways.
They are always dancing.
Why did I post this today? It's Tu B'Shevat, the New Year for trees in Judaism.