The Trees Move Slowly

#springwander There’s a grace to how the trees move. Not in haste, never in panic—but with purpose. They shift with the wind, nod to the birds, hold space for the blossoms. Hontanilla breathes in slow rhythms. You match their pace without trying. And in moving slower, you see more. You feel more. Even your thoughts begin to grow leaves. The Trees Move Slowly 🌲🌴🌳