Blogger: Adam Murray, Communications Officer
Some of my best childhood memories involve trees. From my early days of getting grubby with bugs on trunks, to playing Robin Hood with my brother in the dell, to having two climbing trees in the field opposite - one for me one for my brother (sadly my brother’s one got chopped down but mine still stands to this day).
Unlike some childhood fancies like jelly or skipping, trees have such a powerful impact on us that they still affect me today. I don’t know if you are the same, but if I go for a walk in the woods and come across a beautiful big old tree – an oak, a beech, a silver birch – I can’t help but go up and touch it, feeling it’s bark. Just think of the stories they could tell. Why do we do this – why is the sense of touch and the appreciation for trees so deep rooted (excuse the pun)? If anyone can shed some light on this I would much appreciate it.
So am I a tree hugger? On special occasions, yes!
The nice people at The Tree Council are running National Tree Week – so get out there are soak up the warm and fuzzy feeling that trees give us. You can do this at RSPB Minsmere – visiting their Canopy Hide which I think should really be called a tree house or take a walk through the magical ancient RSPB Wolves Wood.
http://www.treecouncil.org.uk/community-action/national-tree-week
P.S. Now having urges for jelly and ice cream, is that bad?