For my Yule gift, the Greenman took me up into the mountains to an experimental grove of re-bred American chestnut trees. Absolutely magical. Like getting to wander among a herd of aurochs or doing magic to protect a few surviving carrier pigeons. I’ll get up tomorrow to make noise and wake the sleepy sun. I won’t, as Robert Frost said, be gone long. You come, too.
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