Song of the Trees is a 1975 story by author Mildred Taylor and illustrator Jerry Pinkney. It was the first of her highly acclaimed series of books about the Logan family. The novella follows the time Mr. Anderson tried to cut down the trees on the Logan family's land. The story revolves around Cassie Logan who tries to save the trees on her Big Ma's land. Even though Cassie's family needed some money, something told Cassie the trees were just as valuable.
Journey with David Haskell as he repeatedly visits a dozen trees in cities from Manhattan to Jerusalem, forests (Amazonian, North American, and boreal) and areas on the front lines of environmental change, including eroding coastlines, burned mountainsides, and war zones. In each place he shows how human history, ecology, and well-being are intimately intertwined with the lives of trees.
This engaging graphic novel follows the stories of eight people pursuing careers caring for and protecting trees. Each character's journey takes a different path, highlighting the skills, experiences, and inspirations of this diverse field of professionals. Learn more.
Ent:When spring unfolds the beechen-leaf and sap is in the bough,When light is on the wild-wood stream, and wind is on the brow,When stride is long, and breath is deep, and keen the mountain air,Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is fair!Entwife:When Spring is come to garth and field, and corn is in the blade,When blossom like a shining snow is on the orchard laid,When sun and shower upon the earth with fragrance fill the air,I'll linger here, and will not come, because my land is fair!Ent:When Summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of goldBeneath the roof of sleeping leaves the dreams of trees unfold,When woodland halls are green and cool, and wind is in the West,Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is best!Entwife:When Summer warms the hanging fruit and burns the berry brown;When straw is gold, and ear is white, and harvest comes to town;When honey spills, and apple swells, though wind be in the West,I'll linger here beneath the Sun, because my land is best!Ent:When Winter comes, the winter wild that hill and wood shall slay;When trees shall fall and starless night devour the sunless day;When wind is in the deadly East, then in the bitter rainI'll look for thee, and call to thee; I'll come to thee again!Entwife:When Winter comes, and singing ends; when darkness falls at last;When broken is the barren bough, and light and labour past;I'll look for thee, and wait for thee, until we meet again:Together we will take the road beneath the bitter rain!Both:Together we will take the road that leads into the West,And far away will find a land where both our hearts may rest. 2b1af7f3a8