The Secret of the Fibonacci Sequence in Trees

“I am the Lorax. I speak for the trees. I speak for the trees for they have no tongues.”

—Dr. Seuss (The Lorax)

People see winter as a cold and gloomy time in nature. The days are short. Snow blankets the ground. Lakes and ponds freeze, and animals scurry to burrows to wait for spring. The rainbow of red, yellow and orange
autumn leaves has been blown away by the wind turning trees into black skeletons that stretch bony fingers of branches into the sky. It s… (View original article)