North American Forests –

When the four-year-old son of balsam fir Hickory Larch asked him, “Daddy, what will happen to me when I grow up?,” the soon-to-be-felled tree was forced to give it to him straight. “Son, you’ll be cut down in your prime to become paper so that people can send each other Christmas cards. These cards, for which you’ll be giving your life, are viewed for mere seconds by the recipients, who have already received the senders’ holiday greetings by email, text, Facebook, and by countless other digital pathways. Yet these people still feel compelled to kill us off in order to duplicate these greetings by postal mail.” After hearing this the four-year-old fir tree merely shrugged and returned to playing a game called “Logger Combat” on his cell phone.

By Holly Love