How do I love trees? Every single day I give thanks to at least one (usually more) tree. I marvel at their leaves, their bark, their life-giving oxygen and the carbon they take from the air to build themselves into magnificence. How do I love trees? I plant a seed here and there, trusting nature to its miracles. I gaze upwards at their soaring majesty, I touch their feet (or rather roots) in reverence. I hug them. I caress their bark. I walk among them every day, feeling humbled and grateful for their being. I give thanks to my grandfather, whose spirit I feel in every forest I walk in, for he was a protector of forests and a devotee of the science of trees.