In Memoriam: My Friend, the Tree

“If someone had ever asked me if I thought of myself as an animist, I’m sure I would have said yes,” writes Eric O. Scott. “But I don’t know if I really understood that commitment until I bonded with Friend Tree, and didn’t confront its implications until his time was at an end.”

Cortege

I’m just an hour from home when I pull into my friend’s front lawn and unload three bags heavy with books. “I hear someone’s getting into Norse mythology,” I say with a grin that I almost feel. “It’s your lucky day.”