Texture!

Last week, after my weekly volunteering at one of our primary schools,

I noticed this old, dead tree at the school's playground./..

and though its bark has completely disappeared, eaten away by tiny creatures or maybe blown away by hurricane-strong winds,

it is still standing strong, and for the eye of the beholder, showing such beauty!

clear blue Caribbean skies peeking through, cracks and creviches in the stem holding secrets untold...

I cherish these old, bare trees and their secret hidden life from the past,
and you, do you?

xox Regina