So tree rehab is no easy matter. We cannot simply treat the outer tree or the deeper scars will fester. Fragile celluloid psyches are involved. We have to delve beneath the outer ring, with a good tree counselor to guide these errant trees toward the necessary potting training they should have learned in the nursery. Then there are the newts, and I'm not talking about the family of the former Speaker of the House.
Scientists point out that their breeding ponds are always on the other side of highways and byways.
However, because of my poor night vision, I usually find myself jerking to a halt every 30 yards or so for small, wet rocks. Tailgaters, proceed at your own risk. Some say the preferred fix would be to construct a tiny, six-inch tunnel embedded under the road, but that will never do. The cost of designing and building the miniature, snakelike drilling tools alone would be prohibitive. But the real problem is getting these critters to use the tunnel.