"Trees cannot defend themselves. They do not steal. They never protest, they only whisper faintly when cut. I want to champion their cause"
François Mitterrand

Some time ago, I fell in love with trees. When I am sure I am completely alone, I greet them, hoping faintly so see get an answer of some sort, which has not come so far.

In Japan, their form an important part of the signs that move my soul. Sometimes I dream of a life of forest warden...