Trees are my happy place. When I was a kid, my best friend Robin and I spent our summers out in the woods up on East Mountain. We had our favorite tree and we each had our favorite spot in that tree. Mine was a big strong Branch with the perfect slant to look up into the branches and leaves and sky. Her's was up higher because she was braver than me.We would spend hours up there talking and dreaming. My husband loves trees too. His father was a tree man and he worked for the family business for a long time. When I met him it never failed...wherever we went he would climb a tree...and still does. I could fill a book of all the pictures of him up in a tree. My favorite was when he climbed a tree in Central Park in New York City. Our son is a climber too!