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“By gathering seed from trees which are close to our homes and close to our hearts, helping them to germinate and grow, and then planting them back into their original landscapes, we can all make a living link between this millennium and the next, a natural bridge from the past to the future.”

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Chris Baines
Chris Baines

Chris Baines, an environmentalist born on May 4, 1947, has dedicated his career to environmental protection. Through advocating sustainable lifestyles and promoting policy changes, he has made significant contributions to global environmental conservation. more

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