As we buckled into the car for school this morning Brenden started telling me about the brain of the forest. It’s a big huge tree in the middle of the forest. “You have to go by car to get there in case you die,” he says. “How did the forest become an occasion for death?” I ask. “Well, wild animals could get you….” more ways to die follow at length. See, you just aren’t safe even on a simple trip to the forest to see it’s brain. Oh, he says, actually, that’s the heart of the forest. The brain is actually inside this metal wall. This kid!