Now is the time of change— hibernation. The trees shed their clothes and settle down to sleep, and perhaps their roots stir with thoughts and dreams of what’s to come. They look forward to that quiet time— the dormancy above which nature’s harshness will blast— they look forward to that time of rest and storing up. It is not a death but a sleep, a little death. The sacrifice of what was for what will be. Even nature knows that it is best to die to self in order to live a healthy life.
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