A Tree's Blog

George and his stupid acorns. He has no sense of boundaries-- danged things falling on my head. And Celia. She thinks she's all that with her new clothes: red, yellow, green, orange. How passe! And then Baldy, the coward, so afraid of winter he went stark naked even before fall started. And here come those helicopters again, courtesy of Myrtle the maple. They get into absolutely everything. Sometimes I think I'm the only one with any sense around here. You won't see MY leaves going all psychedelic or turning brown or flying helicopters. Me? I stay green all year round, and I don't go dropping leaves and nuts all over the place. Sure, I have cones, but they're actually more like accessories. You can use them in arts and crafts and as Christmas ornaments, Speaking of Christmas, what month is it? November you say? Late November? Wait! What are you going to do with that ax? Hey, let's talk about this... 8/24/15