Quotes by : Ned Hayes

The trees reach up above me toward the sky, stretching out their great limbs in an intricate pattern....

A rising tower of wood and needles and branches and great slabs of bark that has grown for hundreds of....

Rooks have clustered on either side of the long road. It is as if they line a grand parade route for....

I fall for centuries of life. First sunlight touches this hillside; and buried inside the earth, a seed....

The branches are a storm around me, and I fall into a deep well of green. The needles and limbs rush....

We are part of a system that includes trees. Without trees, we will eventually all

I reached down to feel the soil, and I touched the outreaching roots of the trees that bore horizontally....

Most of the trees are already dying. All across North America from Mexico to Alaska, forests are dying.....

This tree was a vast cylinder of wood. It filled the sky. The limbs reached out above me, a great canopy....

I remember the fire, it burns bright, always around me. I close my eyes, and tears stream out. The tides....