Where did you get your love of the woods?
After seeing some of the replies I got for the "4-wheeler" post, I started to wonder...... How do some of us end up loving the woodlands and being good stewards, and others don't even think about them, or even destroy them. I lived at the end of a dead-end street growing up. Our back property butted up against my grandfather's, who lived on another road. So maybe I just grew up loving the woods and creek around me. Is that what helped you to love it? ........that you grew up with it?
Or was it the respect your parents or grandparents showed for the woods? Do you think it's all a matter of what we are taught? Just curious....