It really is beautiful, Jason.
You know, you can go ahead and deed to a conservation group and maintain a life estate for you and your heirs.
If only you knew how beautiful. There is much more. Places more rare, more fragile, more unique.
My family has farmed this land for over 200 years and never has the pressure been so intense. If we cannot afford to keep it, I'd rather see the house taken down and the land revert to wild. Yes I'd be giving-up millions, but I could die without regret.
Let me put it this way. Trees make horrible playmates. As a kid I lived so far from anyone near my age that all I had was the woods and I came to learn it very well. I know the trees, the bushes, the plants. I know where things live and how to read what's happening in the woods themselves. Despite that, for my 11th birthday I asked for a tree, a dawn redwood. My 13th birthday present was a gingko. Both are still there. The gingko is naturally still small, but the dawn redwood is over 50 feet! You should see it in the summer. Deep red shaggy bark with bright green fronds that look like hemlock, only lighter, but are actually deciduous like a larch. Previously only known by fossils, the tree was rediscovered in Sichuan province in China in 1945. A small stand was discovered, an enclave of a prehistoric tree thought long lost. Dinosaurs knew this tree, as they did the much more popular gingko, and that was cool enough for me.
This dawn redwood looks much like my mine. The cool part is nobody knows how tall it grows in optimal conditions:
Now I REALLY want a wollimi pine.
opcorn:
I was a weird kid.