
Soon we acquired walking sticks. I found mine first because I believe I was the most destructive person in the group. If I saw a small tree that was obviously dead I would kick it or push it over.
Maybe this kind of behaviour is frowned upon in the wood community but I felt no fear while taking out my aggressions on these once lively trees. Either way, I got a walking stick out of the deal because one of the trees was rotten at the roots so it made some serious Yoda looking action on the end of it.
Happy, I was...
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