Defiant to the Last

My nectarine tree is all but naked. The leaves have gradually fallen over the last weeks, and what few wizened stragglers remained were well and truly taken care of in today’s strong winds. All but this little trio attached at the hip right on the tip of a slender branch, hanging on for all they’re worth, determined to cling to home base despite the fact all vestiges of life have been drained from them. They are the lucky last, displaying their fortitude while the mother tree retreats into hibernation to ready herself to produce more offspring.

Which one

doesn’t want to let go

the leaf or the tree