It seemed absurd to her that someone like me should exist in the world, someone who wholly lacked her own feeling of passionate admiration for trees, "great, strong, and thoughtful trees".
Zentzugabea iruditzen zitzaion ni bezalako norbait egotea munduan, zuhaitz "handi, lasai, indartsu, pentsatiak" berea bezalako grina biziaz miresten ez zituen norbait.