Green. I’ve been thinking about green. I’ve been thinking about green since spring. I’m still thinking about it. When new leaves grow, they take on the same green. It’s a soft, yellowish green, translucent. The sun shines through this green to make green shadows. Green, blurred, leaf-shaped shadows. I’ve spent years learning and forgetting the names of the leaves in Rock Creek Park, thanks to many woodsy walks with my tree friend Wes (who himself is tree-like in stature, knowledge, and demeanor, although his hair is red, the opposite of green). Right now I can remember and probably identify: beech, black locust, sycamore, black walnut, tulip, sweetgum, dogwood. Poison ivy, Japanese raspberry. Let me tell you the difference between poison ivy and Canadian Honewort and baby boxelder maple. No, there’s no time. There are many more trees with many more leaves. They all begin soft and touchable. They all begin green.
Green!
Green!
Green!
Green. I’ve been thinking about green. I’ve been thinking about green since spring. I’m still thinking about it. When new leaves grow, they take on the same green. It’s a soft, yellowish green, translucent. The sun shines through this green to make green shadows. Green, blurred, leaf-shaped shadows. I’ve spent years learning and forgetting the names of the leaves in Rock Creek Park, thanks to many woodsy walks with my tree friend Wes (who himself is tree-like in stature, knowledge, and demeanor, although his hair is red, the opposite of green). Right now I can remember and probably identify: beech, black locust, sycamore, black walnut, tulip, sweetgum, dogwood. Poison ivy, Japanese raspberry. Let me tell you the difference between poison ivy and Canadian Honewort and baby boxelder maple. No, there’s no time. There are many more trees with many more leaves. They all begin soft and touchable. They all begin green.