I love trees. Always have. I find the desert fascinating but can't imagine living in a place that has no trees. I grew up with trees - bays, redwoods, eucalyptus and oaks, mostly. I'm accustomed to them having green leaves - always. But here, the trees have a life of their own and this is their season of starkness when they take on a ghostly quality. They're beautiful nonetheless. Where there are trees, there is life. I like that about trees.