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Ah~ treeplanting <3 I might become a lifer. Am an shizoneet most of the year but it's the only thing I'll leave the house for every season.
I very much enjoy the repetitive actions.
Strategically assessing the path of least resistance while moving as fast as possible.
Being all alone and singing breathless at the top of your lungs.
Taking care to plant in such a way that the person coming in behind you doesn't get their flow fucked over.
Gossiping about who's banging who and who's an asshole.
Planting with someone you have a crush on and passing each other in the land, sweaty and invigorated.
Just missing the impalement of a giant magestic toad hidden in the mud.
Stooping down to plant and seeing a frog and taking a moment to pet his little head.
A quiet deer sharing the space with you and slowly suspecting it might be rabid for not running.
Smelling something foul and finding the decayed faun carcass.
Wasp season arrives and you begin planting without music after hitting your first nest.
Some asshole rookie with a complex getting competitive with you and staying in good spirits while ignoring them as they plant right behind you all day trying to count your trees.
Developing some weird bond towards your shovel and learning how to launch it into the ground using its own weight and momentum instead of your strength.
Developing bush goggles and discovering people you considered ugly's inner beauty.
Don't often get to socialize either, but am always amazed every season- its the people you think are cool during first impressions who end up being assholes with bad hearts, and the people you thought were weird and annoying end up being the best and well meaning bros.
Definitely not for everyone though. Brought a friend who needed work and by the second month he was depressed and terrible to be around. Even though he was a big adult male with muscles, he couldn't even out plant a little asian girl.
