Fish swimming through lichen

Upstream in some many ways.  Ah, but those scant lines of blue hold me, hopeful.  As does the dream of forsythia -- yellow stars from childhood..

 

Undoing knots

is easier with a buddy.  Or is this how fish think of trees as a conundrum?

Flower as fish

To see as is.  To see as the other.  To behold both.