If I were a tree

it was in our walk today that I formulated this game.  As winter nears, the trees in the area prepare for its onslaught.  Some are completely naked.  Some have quit producing their chlorophyll and are displaying their underlying colors.  Some seem unwilling to yield, and retain both their green color and their raiment.  And of course there are the evergreens.  It struck me that we humans are much like the trees.  As we approach the winter of our existence, some of us just give up and accept the inevitable.  Some of us become a lot more colorful in both our mien and our apparel.  Some just refuse to change, waiting for the ultimate freeze to take everything we have.  Like most things in life, there are certain genetic situations over which we have no control.  The length of our growth season, for the most part, is out of our hands.  Oh, we can tend to it, fertilize it, water it, and get as much growth as we can, but in the end....  Thankfully, like the rest of life, we are also given choices that can impact the quality of our growth period.  And my move in the game?  This will come as no surprise.  I'm going for as much vibrant color as I can produce, and believe me, my leaves will hang on as long as they can.  What tree are you?  Whatever is chosen for you, and whatever you choose, know that  you will be loved!