All across my native Pacific Northwest, there is the story of trees. Perched on island spires fending blows from the Pacific Ocean. Deep in the mountains, at the very feet of the mightiest peaks and glaciers. Each species beautifully tailored to its environment. Each individual tree an amazing record of the natural world, reflecting the changes. Surviving much. We appreciators revel in the science telling us that trees are one of the most potent solutions to the problems of our climate, if not the very problems of our souls. A Japanese term recently gained popularity for its evocative wording. Forest bathing. Just moving slowly through a wooded area, breathing, absorbing, learning.