There is unrest in the forest There is trouble with the trees For the maples want more sunlight And the oaks ignore their pleas
The trouble with the maples And they’re quite convinced they’re right They say the oaks are just too lofty And they grab up all the light
But the oaks can’t help their feelings If they like the way they’re made And they wonder why the maples Can’t be happy in their shade
There is trouble in the forest And the creatures all have fled As the maples scream “Oppression” And the oaks just shake their heads
So the maples formed a union And demanded equal rights “The oaks are just too greedy We will make them give us light” Now there’s no more oak oppression For they passed a noble law And the trees are all kept equal By hatchet, axe, and saw
This past Saturday was an absolutely stunning spring’s day; beautiful blue skies, a warm(-ish) breeze, trees starting to bud and people coming out of hibernation.
My wife and I decided to take a break from family Easter festivities and go for a little walk in Ste-Anne-de-Bellevue, on of the original suburbs on the extreme western tip of Montréal Island. Our stroll took us through the campus of John Abbott College and main street that cuts through the old village.
This is the time of year where if you’re looking for natural colour, you either have to look to the sky (on a rare non-overcast day) or to a coniferous tree like a pine, spruce or cedar. Otherwise, you have to satisfy yourself with a symphony of browns and grays and if you’re lucky a nice, bright birch or three shining away in the sunlight.