The Idea of a Tree
I admit there was something deeply therapeutic as a child to walk in the forest in Pinewood, New Jersey. I did it so often, I said I wanted to buy it, so my parents bought me a grey, metal safe. I always spent the money on other things, though. In that region we called it a "walk in the woods" and where I like to walk was then called “Seven Hills”. By now it's probably residential. Trees are alive. In the past several decades zooming in on nature has taught me that everything
