A sunny, crisp day. Here and there a splash of red, a tinge of yellow. In the maple, one thick branch glows golden. The rest remains green. The coloring on most trees is random, almost quixotic, except for the dogwoods along the fence. They look to be painted by an artist obsessed with symmetry, dark red on the tips of the leaves, dark green towards the stems. Each tree a copy of the others.
holding the brush above
a blank canvas
Nisqually Delta Review summer 2007