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Trees, especially if big

I've liked trees for a LONG time. Used to climb a copper beach tree when I was a kid growing up in western Mass. Love to run in the woods in suburban Minnesota. Very fun to do it on a clear night with a full moon. I'm awed by big trees like very tall pines.

Closer to home, the title of BIG TREE usually goes to a cottonwood, which seems to thrive in our soil and climate.
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Hilary said…
Apparently I like to look at big trees, too. In all seriousness, they can be quite magnificent!
April 13, 2009 at 10:43 PM
Heather said…
I've never seen sequoias, but the tallest trees I've ever seen were in Oregon when we hiked up Multnomah Falls. I think because it's so dense there, they simply grow straight up. Completely covered in moss, they looked like something I would picture from the Amazon jungle
April 13, 2009 at 10:51 PM
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