Charlie Bear here.
Mom Peep said it. See, there are all these green, robust, tall and stately trees around Southern California.
You probably have lots of them as well. Some skinny, some extra leafy, some low to the ground and some reaching for the heavens.
But Mom came across this one:
And she knew if I was there I would say: “That’s a tree just like me!”
It’s out of place (it’s in a parking lot all by itself). It’s unusual (dingle-berries hang all over it). It’s a tree-of-a-different-color (bright orange?). It’s unique (that’s for sure). It’s bold, audacious, crimson and hurt-your-eyes bright (oh, yeah…and I kinda like that).
Everything that is just like me. Mom and Dad Peep knew when they took me in that I was different. And they’ve loved me through all of my spinning and temper tantrums (which I still do by the way…just enough to keep them on their toes).
Anyway, do you have any trees-of-a-different color by you? Do you have any dogs-of-a-different-breed like me?
I say we all accept our differences. I may not be a tall, stately, full evergreen tree, but I have tons of good qualities.
And I bet if you look, you have them too. Right?
Wiggles and woofs,