The other day I saw a little girl at the park, perhaps three years old. She was running delightedly from tree to tree and throwing her arms around each one in a big hug. I thought this was sweet. And then today I saw another child in downtown Toronto, about five years old, leaning against a tree on the street with his arms wrapped around the trunk as he waited for his mother.
Do children have a natural affinity for trees? Do they recognize them for the benevolent and precious friends they are? Why do we, as adults, lose that wonderful spark within us and grow too self-conscious to throw our arms around trees?
My kids hug trees, too.
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