Do you like trees?

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I absolutely LOVE palm trees! They always remind me of paradise!

VDL car company want destroy a forest to build a factory.

/\ I’ve seen that with the caption,
“ Flirts with you, leaves.”

My first memory of learning about autism was a little boy who loved trees.

He would go around touching them and saying "SPECIAL trees!!"

I have to admit I thought it was funny at the time and it became a quote I used a lot.

I still think about Special Trees because I love trees - especially bare deciduous ones in winter.

I moved to where I live now because of all the forests.

A kind of robot trees in Oss in Brabant.
They look like trees, and like wooden trees these metal trees provide energy, energy in the broad sense of the word.
Trees where leaf blowing is not necessary in autumn. Sooner or later, just like the wooden trees, these metal trees will be dug up, and then possibly recreated as a metal energy tree. In a direct sense, these trees will not affect the groundwater level, after all, no roots that are thirsty. Via an indirect sense, those metal trees will still influence the groundwater level to the left or to the right.
Dilemmas, dilemmas, and more dilemmas with life, life in the broad sense of the word.

Double, yes & no.
Yes as a creative addition.
No, if these creative additions first have to make way for wooden trees.
What will come will come.

As I'm typing this the sun is rising

The twists in my neocortex are very similar to macaroni. As with edible macaroni, twists aren't as positive as the macaroni and twists start to shrivel, the flavor and spirit don't improve. What I want to get to is the following, besides macaroni there is also a tree in my skull. A tree several million years old itself. This tree is called with a posh word 'cerebellum'
Although the tree is not green (if it ever does, something is seriously wrong), but in shape it does look very much like a tree. Brain expert Erik Scherder also called the cerebellum 'the tree of life' last Saturday. This tree is also known as 'the little brain'.
Unlike most oaks and beeches, the tree of life is rotated 90 degrees when I walk, when I swim the breaststroke, the tree of life is upright, all relative perception. The first thing I did when I got up this morning was to water the tree in my skull, and the tree in my skull in turn kept me from falling over while watering. The cerebellum seems to have something to do with balance.

I love trees. They're the lungs of the earth. I love to hug them.