It was a chilly March morning in Washington D.C.
When I was five years old, my grandpa and I got a little twig in a paper cup from McDonald's on Earth Day.
I’ve been a climbing-tree connoisseur my entire life; I’ve sampled short, tall, gnarled, smooth, deciduous, coniferous, a whole variety really, but the most significant tree i
I love my tree in my backyard because it leaves a path in the yard. It is a tall tree that leaves shade in the path.
I grew up on a farm in central Wisconsin. The Pigeon River provided our southern boundary. Steep banks led down to the water.