Bodybacks with Joseph Scott Moore.

I have two favorite trees.

The two separate species.

The first one that I absolutely love

arises out of my childhood experiences.

And being from Louisiana, I think that I'd be shunned from fellow population of Louisiana

if I didn't name it, and it's the live oak.

The reason I love the live oak is that, well, first off, they're so old.

The boughs, as they say, the tree stretched down into the earth. I remember climbing on trees at the city park in New Orleans when I was little.

The beauty of the Spanish moss kind of waving back and forth.

When it seems like there's no other air stirring, you can pick up on it where the Spanish moss hanging down.

And they provide comfort and shade during those horrible, horrible, hot summer days in South Louisiana.

Now, conversely, my other favorite tree are mountain hemlocks.

And I know the association with hemlock, you know, brings back horrible things like hemlock tea

that we won't discuss at this point in time.

But the beauty of a hemlock in the mountains,

growing up adjacent to the bank of a rushing stream in the mountains, there's something about it.

And you'd see them cluster together.

I lived in the Blue Ridge for a time teaching college.

But the thing that these. I lived in the Blue Ridge for a time teaching college.

But the thing that these two trees do have in common, other than a root system and being, you know, tall and majestic,

is that like all other trees, they tell a story.

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