Kickass and Tree Lane
Kickass, the doorstop dog, napped while the keeper and Phyllis strolled up Tree Lane next to Vista West on an unseasonably warm late October afternoon, stopping often to identify uncommon tree species, and marveling at the trees’ spectacular demonstration of another season of growth and life in the swirl of colored leaves.
It all left the keeper asking the following of Phyllis:
“Would I rather be a tree than me?
If that were true you’d see.
An autumn display for thee:
Love as colorful as any old tree.”