I don't think there were any native conifers where I grew up in Africa. Certainly nothing like this. I have many stories associated with trees. There was a Norfolk Pine on the farm. I have no memory of it as it was, but I do remember a photograph we had of it after it lost the top 40ft or so to a lightning strike. In retrospect, an ominous event.
I can never drive by Green Lake in Seattle without smiling about the time one of the kids called up my wife and, at some point in the conversation, informed her he was calling from the top of one of the beautiful (and very large) trees around Green Lake. Aren't cell phones wonderful?
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