Adventures of a Pre-School Arborist
by Megan Presland I have only ever loved one tree in my life: the big, beautiful, gnarled apple tree that used to stand in my parents' backyard. While we never actually ate the fruit of this tree, it provided a spot for our childhood imaginations to flourish. When I was younger, my father worked in forestry for the county and my brothers and I quickly grew an affinity for tree climbing. It was on the apple tree that I first learned to climb, using its thick, sturdy branches