Along a winding pathway, surrounded by beautiful gardens, stands a 116-year-old Ginkgo tree that has become like an old friend to five generations in our family.  Planted in 1902, it stands wi

Trees have brought joy to me my whole life.   I am now a septuagenarian, and I’ve always loved trees.

Arms outstretched over Hobson Road and the bike paths along the Seven Bridges golf course like the covering of a bridge.

We've lived in Elk Grove for almost 20 years. The previous owner of the house was a seed merchant and ran his company out of our home.

The tree that meant the most to me as a child was our banyan tree.

I grew up on the south side of Chicago.  My next-door neighbor had the oldest, tallest silver maple that sprawled over our front yard as well, so of course I considered it my tree.

A good picnic spot needs two things: a good view and some shade. I have had picnics on the sides of mountains, near scenic lakes, and crowded in a car on a rainy day.

I was in grade school.  It was Arbor Day, and they were giving out little saplings to all the students.

I live in a small older subdivision near the border of Chicago. One of our neighbors has a huge beautiful tree in their yard.

I have been a professional caregiver for over twenty years, and  I have a current client by the name of Daisy. This beautiful woman is 94 years young.

When our daughter was born, we decided to commemorate her birth by planting a magnolia tree in our front yard.

I grew up on a farm in central Wisconsin. The Pigeon River provided our southern boundary. Steep banks led down to the water.

I am a 10+ year member of the Morton Arboretum.  It is my peaceful place. I try to go there to bike at least once a week and in the winter to cross-country ski when there is snow.

When I was a kid, I lived on an 80-acre abandoned orchard in Michigan with mature oak woods and pine groves. The white pine trees were probably 30 years old. 

My brother brought a stick home from Lowell School’s Arbor Day celebration in the mid-1950s.

When I first got married I desperately wanted a garden. And trees, lots of trees. After much hand-wringing, I decided on a honey locust next to our home.

August 9,2018, I took my 18-year-old grandson Michael to the city to visit a fence-eating tree that we visited in 2003 when he was in preschool.  The tree is still there and doing well.

The main reason my wife I bought our home in Algonquin, IL, was for its mature oaks. We have a collection of white, bur and red oaks in our yard.