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| Enclosed in a dome of multicolored tarps, Julia uses an old margarine tub
and bucket for a toilet, candles for lights and a one-burner propane stove to cook meals. |
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She is supported by a ground crew which makes supply runs at least every
other day, walking two miles through rough terrain to get to the tree, where they stuff
food and water into a sack which Julia pulls up with a haul line. |
| "I have become one with this tree and with nature in a way I would
never have thought possible", says Julia to a Time Magazine reporter.
She writes poetry and does drawings on scraps from empty food boxes: "It is a
desperate picture that these branches frame, I want to strike out at the ones to blame,
But that won’t heal this sadness too deep to name." |
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