|The Big Tree On Walker Avenue, copr. 1982 William Cook|
I don't know if I captured this venerable old soul or if it captured me.
I suspect the later. Was it a monster, a teacher, a muse, a drinking buddy?
Was it threatening and foreboding, or a splendid vision, majestic and stately?
Surely, all the above. One thing is clear though. I never saw it as so many
board feet of lumber. Too much life in it.