As we were heading home from a gloriously sunny Labor Day weekend, I saw this tree.
Look, I like trees. A lot. Anyone who’s been to my house knows I have an almost embarrassing penchant for paintings of trees. After a long Winter, the reappearance of green, landscaping-softening leaves lifts my spirits like nothing else.
Which might be why this guy put me in mind of chainsaws and wood chippers. I mean, look at it (that’s what it wants you to do). All vainglorious in it’s “I’m first!” wrapping of Fall color, heedless that it’s rushing the process toward it’s own stick-limbed Winter nakedness.
Even in nature, patience and the longview is a virtue.