I have a thing for trees. Not sure why. It could be childhood memories of climbing the tall pines in our yard on windy days and clinging for dear life. It could be hide and seek in branches, it could be that poem by Joyce Kilmer about Trees, of which I really only remember the first 2 lines, (it could also be that the poem was recited by Kal-El’s mother in Superman I?):
I think I shall never see
a poem as lovely as a tree…
I’m happiest where trees are. I’ve lived all over the world, from some of the densest metropolitans in the world (as in downtown Tokyo) to far flung swamps (as in Thailand), but ultimately, there has to be trees. If there were some sand and water too, it would be perfect, as in the tip of Chiba Prefecture, beach, mountains, trees all in one place.
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