“From the roots / to the lookout / everything is tree,” wrote the poet Josetxo Azkona. I can't take the trees out of my head. I have been unable to choose a tree from the beginning of the entrance route to my house for a couple of years. It's a striking place, and what you put on it will always be remarkable. There he lived for several years a mizpirondo (Mespilus germanica) embedded by my father on a white hawthorn (Crataegus monogyna). A couple of years ago he died, and since then he wanted a special substitute to change it. Many trees deserve to be laid there. All I wanted was that I had enough space to grow and be.

The tree of Europe is also chosen each year. It is a habit that has started in the Czech Republic a long time ago and has now spread throughout almost all of Europe. It is not a question of rewarding the largest or the oldest, but of their connection with the culture of the area. You can vote in February on the following website: www.treeoftheyear.org. There you have your candidates, which one is more elegant. There are many associations involved and each is proud of its own. These are the “competitors”: Czech and German are two lush tilos (Tilia platyphyllos), an Irish beech (Fagus sylvatica), a grilled blue cedar of the Atlas (Cedrus atlantica “Glauca Pendulá”), Slovak a peral (Pycommunrus is), Scottish. The most eccentric is the red pine (Pinus sylvestris) that inhabits an ametz (Quercus pyrenaica).

As it comes to choosing, it is worth visiting this website. Shows the exact location of each tree with GPS coordinates. If during the holidays you cannot choose where to go, go to tree tourism.