Trees.
Trees. I've never used a tree when I've needed to pee, A bush or a shrub or a hedge maybe, but never a tree. Good things come in trees, or maybe threes as someone once said to me. I once made love to a bird up against a tree, she was no songbird but she did reach notes higher than me, but that was in my politically incorrect days as you can see. I've sat in a tree but never shat in a tree. I once had a discussion with a weeping willow, just to clear the air, the sadness was because of me. Now Greta Thunberg you might not be but the least you can do is plant a tree. I love trees, there- it's out. I think of them with every breath I take, but hey that's me.