millionreasons | Dang Hippy

40) Trees. Everyone loves trees don't they? Except loggers, maybe. I love the way, when you get close up to a tree, you can see how old it is even without chopping it up to look at the rings. I love the way they hold up their branches so elegantly. I love the shapes they make against a cold winter sky and the moment in March when you see the first bud. I like the avenue-view of a morning when I walk to the tube and the sun is shining through the traffic light leaves. Green empty spaces without trees look cold and barren. I like secret woodlands where the trees hide bluebells and fungi.

But I don't like the next door neighbours' tree that overhangs our garden, stealing the sunlight and sucking up all the water. Dropping blossom and twigs and leaves all over the vegetable patch. That tree can just get lost.