Trees in Transition, Why Not People Too?

Trees on the University of Washington campus, "changing color." The weather experts are predicting a horribly harsh winter, snow and all, for Seattle. Every snowy winter I have lived here, it is always a political issue as our trains. planes, cars, buses, slide and crash to a halt. Power goes out. Citizens call for the head of the mayor. Repeat and rinse. Each year the mayor will vow: "Never again," and "Lessons learned!" HA! Watch it in a month: rinse and REPEAT.

Coming from the Midwest, I find it humorous. If *I* were mayor, I'd bring in a Midwesterner consultant every October to get things in order. I mean just look at those trees. Seattle has no clue what real COLOR is! And snow confuses Seattle, where umbrellas are sold out for SNOW! Fun to watch each year. Sometimes I wonder how all the states stay so united, well, maybe not this year.

My great grandfather who struggled over from the Ireland famine, to buy land, farm, raise children who did the same and raised THEIR children, sent them off to college to wars and college to become business owners, pharmacists, teachers, executives, writers, ambassadors, must be rolling over in his grave---what with all the fights over those darn immigrants trying to take our jobs and have the children here, put then through college, HOW DARE THEY?

Leaves will change their color as they age and die.
Why is it so difficult for people to change?
Must we age and die to become anew?
The South shall rise again, many dream.
Can't they accept that season's scheme
To show us how gracefully we all can change?
Too bad the lesson is learned by so few.