Trees. I love them. So much. They're all green and leafy and basically amazing. And climb-able! That's the best part! We have 5 trees in our yard, but they're all miniature fruit trees, and therefore too small to climb. This makes me sad. I really wish we had a great big one I could climb whenever I felt like it. Especially when I storm out of the house, angry at someone. As it is, I have to go sit lamely in the grass. If we had a tree, I could go climb it! The problem is, if I was crying, I would probably fall out of it. And then I would REALLY be crying. And in the hospital. Or dead. But seriously, I absolutely adore trees. If it's a great big tree lots of people can climb up and we can have a partay! Or if it's just me I can sit there and be all transcendental-ly and commune with nature. Because that's totally what I'd be doing. Not spying on people from my tree top perch. I would never do such a thing! Riiiight.
I think my favorite type of tree is maple. They were the 1st tree I could identify. Probably because the way to my grandparent's house is lined with them. Basically they're the best. And then you get maple syrup from them! Sweet sugary waffle-topping-ness! Well, at least that's what artificial maple syrup is. I've tried the real stuff, and I don't like it that terribly much, actually. I feel like such a hypocrite! *sob!* My dad likes it, though! So at least someone does? So it counts for me? Because he's a relative? And I have his genes? Or something like that.
Anyways, that was me rambling about trees. I probably sound like a tree hugger, but that's OK. I do hug trees. Some people might just call it hanging on so you don't fall off, but I call it tree hugging. I'm just cool like that. Speaking of cool, want to know what I think would be super cool? Sitting in a tree during a rainstorm! Or a windstorm or something. Just something with no lightning, because getting electrocuted would not be super cool. But seriously, I would love to be sitting there in the tree with the wind rushing by, and not be high enough to be really dangerous, but not be low enough to not feel it shaking in the wing. To be at just the right height to feel it shaking but knowing it won't break, and to hear the leaves rustling, and to feel the wind rushing by. I would love that! I'm gonna put it on my bucket list now! It can be right up there with traveling the world. But not actually right up there, because traveling the world comes first. But whatever. Close enough. Trees in a storm, traveling the world, same diff.
I think your description of sitting in a tree during a storm sounds a lot more exciting than it would actually be. For instance, it doesn't include branches hitting you in the face, wet leaves falling down your clothes, or birds attacking you for stealing their storm-riding-out place.
ReplyDeleteRachel, don't be such a wet blanket. Speaking of wet blanket, don't bring a blanket to you rain storm tree.
ReplyDeleteYeah, maple syrup is WAY better than the fake stuff. What's wrong with you? Haha, but seriously, though, this was an epic tree blog. I bet nobody in the world has rambled on about maples and storms in their blogs the way you have, which makes you crazy unique. Just saying.
ReplyDeletethis is why I wouldn't sit in a tree with whippy branches that could whip me in the face. I would find a tree with sturdy branches. and who says wet leaves would fall down my clothes? I could wear a hoodie. and I can swat my arms at pesky birds?
ReplyDeleteand Camilla, I try, I try. haha, either that or I'm just sleep deprived. a sleep deprived hippie tree hugger!
you could travel the world as a tree hugging connoisseur!
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