I grew up in Oak Park, Illinois. After I married, we built a house on land near Lyman Woods with about 200 trees on it; about 20 of them are 100+ year old oaks.

The tree stood for many generations and seen many family photos taken under its boughs.  It shaded us in the summer and cooled the screened-in porch.

For the past few years I have been collecting acorns from my neighbors' sidewalks to plant.  I put them in water to cull out the nonviable seeds.  If the acorns float, they are viable

I have been enjoying walking The Morton Arboretum for many years, and in that time a lot of things have happened in my life, as expected.

It was a chilly March morning in Washington D.C.

I was a young boy, left alone with my older brother on a stormy night while our parents went out for a date.  We were watching TV in the dark living room when suddenly there was a wall-shaking

Hi, my name is Bill Dixon. I live in Lemont, IL, and this my tree story.

 My mother took a clipping from her mother's blooming almond in North Carolina to New Jersey.

Our family tree's story goes back over seven years ago to a small town in Oklahoma.

Trees have always been an important part of my life, especially during my childhood.

I am the luc

When we moved to Villa Park over 40 years ago, elm trees along both sides of north Ardmore Avenue formed a lovely tunnel that provided shady respite on simmering summer days.

My story is about the autumn blaze maple. Almost two years ago my father-in-law passed away after complications, after a surgery.

I'll call my story the ugly duckling story, because my cherry tree was a baking cherry.

I would call my tree story Paperbark hearts. My favorite tree is the Paperbark maple. It has beautiful cinnamon-colored bark that looks like it's peeling.