Knotty tangle of bare black branches against a graying field of sky. This is the way my intestines feel after what I've suffered under the aptly named bacterial infection, c-difficile.
But wait! There's hope! A red breasted robin sits alone in the branches, singing. Singing! Oh, how her song fills me with certainty! This knotty tangle will soon be full to bursting with buds unfurling into riotous greenleaf.