Would you be willing to read a short portion of the book?

Oh, yes, I would.

I would be happy to.

I think I'll read... from the maple piece.

When you live a long time with trees, they become a part of you.

So it pained me to take down the old sugar maple, one rafter at a time.

My arboreal cathedral, her demise not due to flames, but an underground blaze of mycelium.

What are some of the ways that that has become evident on your farm?