If you are out there and high enough, you may find a place called „Homestead of Trees“.
Trees live there.
Young once, old once, very old once.
They grow and live in-between clouds and fog, surrounded by fern and mountains and if nobody is watching, I am sure they are walking around, chatting and telling a story.
Ready to listen?
Though I met many of them while there, I didn’t meet Groot, yet.