If a man walks in the woods for love of them half of each day, he is in danger of being regarded as a loafer. But if he spends his days as a speculator, shearing off those woods and making the earth bald before her time, he is deemed an industrious and enterprising citizen. ~Henry David Thoreau
I like to look at the same trees as they change through the seasons.
In spring their leaves are fresh, and yellowish green in colour. Everything is starting to look clean and new. A great welome after a cold, dull winter.
Once summer arrives, trees have reached their full foliage grandeur and size, hiding their branches and providing much needed shade from the warm sun.
If you live in my part of the world, autumn trees don their beautiful coats of orange, red and yellow, parading themselves against the cool, blue crisp sky.
Winter trees have a beauty of their own. this quote states it well.
“Of winter's lifeless world each tree
Now seems a perfect part;
Yet each one holds summer's secret
Deep down within its heart.”
—Charles G. Stater