I was visiting one of my old friends, the Paper Birch tree at Wright Park, on my lunch break recently. She is big and tall with some calloused damage in her largest branches, proving her determination to live.
By the time I can get to the park from where I now work, there is little time to spend there, but the journey is worth it. The dance of the Paper Birch is not to be missed. Of course the fall leaves are a draw, but on this visit I spent most of my time paying respect to one of the park's finest.