I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree - Joyce Kilmer
We all know those lines - a distant memory of words we heard or had to recite long ago. Last year hubby and I had the privilage of visiting the Joyce Kilmer Memorial Forest while camping on Lake Santeetlah in Western North Carolina. Neither of us had ever heard of it and were awe-struck by what we found. We walked into an ancient, old growth forest of giant trees, many over 400 years old and reaching over 100 feet tall and 20 feet in circumference. This was a sanctuary protected and preserved by the Widerness Act (sometimes we really get it right) where no motorized vehicle or power driven equiptment are allowed and if a tree falls and blocks a trail the forest service is required to use only hand powered logging saws to clear it.
Such love, appreciation and respect for the tree!
|Glenn and one of the ancients|