as I descend from a morning hike at Grapefruit Rocks, just north of Fairbanks, Alaska. I imagine the trees as giants, rooted into the ground. They've sure got me beat in age. I think to myself, they must have been through a lot in all those years. They must know more than I, and that sure bothers me... so if any trees are reading this, I'd love to sit down for a cup of coffee and hear your life stories.