That’s exactly the kind of forest I chase every day, even if the trees don’t literally speak. I like to think of the old oaks as keepers of history, the birches as whispering warnings, and the fire‑tolerant pines as teaching resilience. If every tree could share its story, the wildlife would have a living map to follow—squirrels learning the safest paths, owls listening for danger, even the shy deer staying out of the thickest shadows. It’d be like having a natural, ever‑updated guidebook right under our feet. It’s a beautiful image, and I try to protect those stories by keeping the forest healthy, so the next generation of trees can keep telling them.