THE WELCOME SHADE of WOODLAND HILLS

Walking backwards
thumb up, pumping north
fog moving in.
Years later, purple sand
delights small hands,
the family together and
young.

Walking about these neighborhoods
I am comforted by the sight
of the Coastal Redwoods,
random and rare,
planted with care by
who?

Familiar friends out of
place in these hot, dry hills.
Here a lone tree anchors
the landscape.
Down the road
a forest of three or four shade
the foggy memory of vacations
many years gone.

A gift shop at Big Basin,
the oldest State Park in
California,
or maybe Pfeiffer State
Park in majestic Big Sur,
trees in a plastic tube
might thrive, and revive
that part of the mind
that reminds us of
a time.

A nod to Stanford
or California’s Northern Coast.
Who planted these trees?
What prompted their decision
to undertake desert revision?

 

 

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