My Latest Trip to the Berkeley Botanical Gardens
was accomplished with more than the usual number of boys in tow.
Four in fact. Three mine
and a friend.
To see the metasequoia and false rocks €”and mating newts
(it’s that time of year)
spotted first and immediately by my three-year-old
who can’t see a dirty sock on the floor no matter how I point
but a perfectly still newt under a foot of pond water
is unmistakable to his bright eyes.
He’s wearing a Cars cap over his long blond hair and his
favorite part of this trip seems to be the railroad-tie stairs.
The roses in their garden are dormant in February
But somewhere in the Gardens is my love
(with three other boys)
And I am hers.
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Now that his wife has bought a membership to the Berkeley Botanical Gardens, Theric Jepson should be able to visit them more often. He is the author of the novel Byuck.
Photo “Sequoia géant” courtesy of Wikimedia Commons.
Wilderness Interface Zone 
