
I love trees. I don’t know why. Trees play a significant
role in every one of my books so far. I am so connected to them that whenever I
read or hear things about trees those facts or stories generally stick with me.
Again, I don’t know why, they just do.
In church one Sunday when I was younger I heard someone
compare us, the human race, to Redwood trees. (I wish I could remember who said
it so that I could give them the credit, but maybe it will be enough for you to
know that I didn't think of it first.) I have thought of that comparison many
times since this person made me aware of...