Nekkid

This is my tree, nekkid as the day it was born. Poor tree :-(

Does it mourn its lost leaves though, or look forward to fresh growth in the spring, gritting its (metaphorical) teeth and girding itself against the cold winter ahead?

I bet the tree knows that the spring always comes. Sometimes it takes a bit longer than hoped but, in the grand scheme of the tree's life, healing and growth is just around the corner.

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I'm assuming a level of sentience that, I'll grant you, the tree may not have. Just go with me though...