Have the tree huggers finally gone mad?

The tree huggers have morphed into an even more bizzare intimacy. Many have become ice huggers. They now fret and whine whenever any ice melts. Where I grew up, melting ice meant the onset of spring and hence a good time for plants and animals. It was something to look forward to. It was a great time for trees too when they grew new leaves. I think these wackos are going to have a make a choice between trees and ice, because clearly they can't have both.