Was almost going to get a Jack and the Beanstalk-esque title. Instead I went for a title that reflected my thoughts on the more 'elder' aspect of trees and the fact that some, like this Gum, are so ancient, that their memory would certainly stretch well beyond my being a child. This tree would have grown up with my grandpa....and, yes, I am one of those crazy folks that believe trees do have a memory and a sense of consciousness Hence, why - living in a state forest logging belt - my heart sinks every time I see their carcases stacked, unceremoniously, on the back of trucks hauled off to the mill.
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