That's pretty cool. My sentiment is perhaps more intense because I live on a small, 50 by 100-foot lot and yes, the trees on it are ones I've planted (except for a shaggy old juniper in the front yard that became infested with bark beetles, probably due to drought which all my too-late watering couldn't reverse). But what makes me passionate about living trees is watching so much old-growth forest vanish to fire. Not to mention the devastating effect that two major wildfires had on our trail system: an estimated 90% of the trails were lost, simply gone. Even if you wanted to, you couldn't find 'em under all the downed trees. I guess that's why I post so many photos of the places I find lovely still.